You don’t love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.
WILLIAM FAULKNERNo man can cause more grief than that one clinging blindly to the vices of his ancestors.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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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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The writer’s only responsibility is to his art.
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Remember, all Tolstoy ever said to describe Anna Karenina was that she was beautiful and could see in the dark like a cat. Every man has a different idea of what’s beautiful, and it’s best to take the gesture, the shadow of the branch, and let the mind create the tree.
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It’s a shame that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day is work. He can’t eat for eight hours; he can’t drink for eight hours; he can’t make love for eight hours. The only thing a man can do for eight hours is work.
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The end of wisdom is to dream high enough to lose the dream in the seeking of it.
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A man. All men. He will pass up a hundred chances to do good for one chance to meddle where meddling is not wanted. He will overlook and fail to see chances, opportunities, for riches and fame and welldoing, and even sometimes for evil. But he won’t fail to see a chance to meddle.
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Only when the clock stops does time come to life
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Try to be better than yourself.
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Read, read read. Read everything.
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To live anywhere in the world today and be against equality because of race or color is like living in Alaska and being against snow.
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She was bored. She loved, had capacity to love, for love, to give and accept love.
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Since man is mortal, the only immortality possible for him is to leave something behind him that is immortal since it will always move. This is the artist’s way of scribbling “Kilroy was here” on the wall of the final and irrevocable oblivion through which he must someday pass.
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The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.
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Truth; that long clean clear simple undeniable unchallengeable straight and shining line, on one side of which black is black and on the other white is white, has now become an angle, a point of view.
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Clocks slay time… time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.
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