Yes. A man will talk about how he’d like to escape from living folks. But it’s the dead folks that do him the damage. It’s the dead ones that lay quiet in one place and dont try to hold him, that he cant escape from.
WILLIAM FAULKNERRead, read, read. Read everything — trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it.
More William Faulkner Quotes
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Nothing can destroy the good writer. The only thing that can alter the good writer is death.
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Like a fellow running from or toward a gun ain’t got time to worry whether the word for what he is doing is courage or cowardice.
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Don’t bother just to be better than others. Try to be better than yourself.
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Try to be better than yourself.
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All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the base of our splendid failure to do the impossible.
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And even a liar can be scared into telling the truth, same as honest man can be tortured into telling a lie.
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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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Perhaps they were right putting love into books. Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.
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How false the most profound book turns out to be when applied to life.
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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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For every Southern boy fourteen years old, not once but whenever he wants it, there is the instant when it’s still not yet two o’clock on that July afternoon in 1863…
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The writer’s only responsibility is to his art.
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I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats like pieces of broken mirror, then beyond them lights began in the pale clear air, trembling a little like butterflies hovering a long way off.
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Only when the clock stops does time come to life
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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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