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.
WILLIAM FAULKNERNo matter how young you are or how old you have got. Not for kudos and not for cash: your picture in the paper nor money in the back either. Just refuse to bear them.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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Hollywood is a place where a man can get stabbed in the back while climbing a ladder.
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A writer is congenitally unable to tell the truth and that is why we call what he writes fiction.
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And sure enough, even waiting will end…if you can just wait long enough.
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You don’t love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.
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Artists do; I don’t mean you need to live in a rat hole or gutter, but you have to learn fortitude, endurance. Only vegetables are happy.
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If a story is in you, it has to come out.
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People need trouble – a little frustration to sharpen the spirit on, toughen it.
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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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Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do.
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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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Believe that man will not merely endure; he will prevail.
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Fear is the most damnable, damaging thing to human personality in the whole world.
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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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The 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
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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.
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