Pouring out liquor is like burning books.
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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The most important thing is insight, that is to be-curiosity-to wonder, to mull, and to muse why it is that man does what he does, and if you have that, then I don’t think the talent makes much difference, whether you’ve got it or not.
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You don’t love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.
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I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought.
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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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Time is a fluid condition which has no existence except in the momentary avatars of individual people. There is no such thing as was – only is.
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Perhaps they were right putting love into books. Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.
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An artist is a creature driven by demons. He don’t know why they choose him and he’s usually too busy to wonder why. He is completely amoral in that he will rob, borrow, beg, or steal from anybody and everybody to get the work done.
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I have found that the greatest help in meeting any problem with decency and self-respect and whatever courage is demanded, is to know where you yourself stand. That is, to have in words what you believe and are acting from.
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Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do.
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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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No battle is ever won … victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.
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How false the most profound book turns out to be when applied to life.
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I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…
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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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Don’t bother just to be better than others. Try to be better than yourself.
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