The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.
WILLIAM FAULKNERA fellow is more afraid of the trouble he might have than he ever is of the trouble he’s already got. He’ll cling to trouble he’s used to before he’ll risk a change.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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You can’t beat women anyhow and that if you are wise or dislike trouble and uproar you don’t even try to.
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I believe man will not merely endure, he will prevail…because he has a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance.
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He must train himself in ruthless intolerance-that is to throw away anything that is false no matter how much he might love that page or that paragraph.
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Women know more about words than men ever will. And they know how little they can ever possibly mean.
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For every Southern boy fourteen years old, not once but whenever he wants it, there is the instant when it’s still not yet two o’clock on that July afternoon in 1863…
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If we in America have reached that point in our desperate culture when we must murder children, no matter for what reason or what color, we don’t deserve to survive, and probably won’t.
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Tomorrow night is nothing but one long sleepless wrestle with yesterday’s omissions and regrets.
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Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain.
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Let the writer take up surgery or bricklaying if he is interested in technique. There is no mechanical way to get the writing done, no shortcut.
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There are some things for which three words are three too many, and three thousand words that many words too less.
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I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…
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One of the saddest things is that the only thing that a man can do for eight hours a day, day after day, is work. You can’t eat…nor make love for eight hours…
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The past is never dead. It’s not even past. All of us labor in webs spun long before we were born, webs of heredity and environment, of desire and consequence, of history and eternity.
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It’s all now you see: tomorrow began yesterday and yesterday won’t be over until tomorrow.
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My own experience has been that the tools I need for my trade are paper, tobacco, food, and a little whisky.
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