She was the captain of her soul
WILLIAM FAULKNERI know now that what makes a fool is an inability to take even his own good advice.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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The last sound on the worthless earth will be two human beings trying to launch a homemade spaceship and already quarreling about where they are going next.
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Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do.
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Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.
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People need trouble – a little frustration to sharpen the spirit on, toughen it.
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The young writer would be a fool to follow a theory. Teach yourself by your own mistakes; people learn only by error.
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It seems hard that a man in his need could be so flouted by a road.
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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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Believe that man will not merely endure; he will prevail.
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The work never matches the dream of perfection the artist has to start with.
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Success is feminine and like a woman, if you cringe before her, she will override you
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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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Perhaps they were right putting love into books. Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.
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The most important thing is insight, that is to be – curious – to wonder, to mull, and to muse why it is that man does what he does.
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He must train himself in ruthless intolerance-that is to throw away anything that is false no matter how much he might love that page or that paragraph.
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All l mixed up with them, like trying to, having to, move your arms and legs with strings, only the same strings are hitched to all the other arms and legs and the others all trying and they don’t know why either except that the strings are all in one another’s way.
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