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.
WILLIAM FAULKNERAll of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the base of our splendid failure to do the impossible.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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Try to be better than yourself.
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Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do.
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No battle is ever won … victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.
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It seems hard that a man in his need could be so flouted by a road.
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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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The salvation of the world is in man’s suffering.
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Don’t be ‘a writer’. Be writing.
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I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…
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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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To live anywhere in the world today and be against equality because of race or color is like living in Alaska and being against snow.
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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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It’s all now you see: tomorrow began yesterday and yesterday won’t be over until tomorrow.
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There are some things for which three words are three too many, and three thousand words that many words too less.
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I say money has no value; it’s just the way you spend it.
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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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