Unless you’re ashamed of yourself now and then, you’re not honest
WILLIAM FAULKNERThe problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat
More William Faulkner Quotes
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If happy I can be I will, if suffer I must I can.
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It seems hard that a man in his need could be so flouted by a road.
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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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Facts and truth really don’t have much to do with each other.
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Don’t bother just to be better than others. Try to be better than yourself.
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The next time you try to seduce anyone, don’t do it with talk, with words.
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The past is never dead, it is not even past.
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Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do. Don’t bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.
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A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station….
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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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Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.
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No man can cause more grief than that one clinging blindly to the vices of his ancestors.
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A mule will labor ten years willingly and patiently for you, for the privilege of kicking you once.
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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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Your illusions are a part of you like your bones and flesh and memory.
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