If we Americans are to survive it will have to be because we choose and elect and defend to be first of all Americans; to present to the world one homogeneous and unbroken front, whether of white Americans or black ones or purple or blue or green…
WILLIAM FAULKNERNothing can destroy the good writer. The only thing that can alter the good writer is death.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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As long as I live under the capitalistic system I expect to have my life influenced by the demands of moneyed people.
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To understand the world, you must first understand a place like Mississippi.
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The quality an artist must have is objectivity in judging his work, plus the honesty and courage not to kid himself about it.
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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 writer’s only responsibility is to his art.
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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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Believe that man will not merely endure; he will prevail.
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The most beautiful description of a woman is by understatement.
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Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You’ll absorb it. Then write. If it’s good, you’ll find out. If it’s not, throw it out of the window.
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No one individual can tell the truth.
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It takes two people to make you, and one people to die. That’s how the world is going to end.
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People need trouble – a little frustration to sharpen the spirit on, toughen it.
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We have to start teaching ourselves not to be afraid.
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Our most treasured family heirloom are our sweet family memories.
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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…
WILLIAM FAULKNER