History is not was, it is.
WILLIAM FAULKNERAn artist is a creature driven by demons. He don’t know why they choose him and he’s usually too busy to wonder why.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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Some things you must always be unable to bear. Some things you must never stop refusing to bear. Injustice and outrage and dishonor and shame.
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How false the most profound book turns out to be when applied to life.
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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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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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Don’t bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.
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People need trouble – a little frustration to sharpen the spirit on, toughen it.
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Who gathers the withered rose?
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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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Try to be better than yourself.
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Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.
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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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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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I say money has no value; it’s just the way you spend it.
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Now she hates me. I have taught her that, at least.
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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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