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People to whom sin is just a matter of words, to them salvation is just words too.

William Faulkner

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All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the base of our splendid failure to do the impossible.
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History is not was, it is.
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You get born and you try this and you don’t know why, only you keep on trying it and you are born at the same time with a lot of other people.
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She was the captain of her soul
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Nothing can destroy the good writer. The only thing that can alter the good writer is death.
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Only she tried twice and failed twice to find somebody not just strong enough to deserve it, earn it, match it, but even brave enough to accept it.
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The good artist believes that nobody is good enough to give him advice. He has supreme vanity. No matter how much he admires the old writer, he wants to beat him.
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Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.
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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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Yes. A man will talk about how he’d like to escape from living folks. But it’s the dead folks that do him the damage. It’s the dead ones that lay quiet in one place and dont try to hold him, that he cant escape from.
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The next time you try to seduce anyone, don’t do it with talk, with words.
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We have to start teaching ourselves not to be afraid.
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I only write when I feel the inspiration. Fortunately, inspiration strikes at 10:00 o’clock every day.
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A man is the sum of his misfortunes.
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I think now that the young man must possess or teach himself, training himself, in infinite patience, which is to try and to try until it comes right.
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