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"I can remember how when I was young I believed decease to be a phenomenon of the body; at present I know it to be only a part of the heed -- and that of the minds who suffer the bereavement. The nihilists say it is the end; the fundamentalists, the beginning; when in reality it is no more than than a single tenant or family unit moving out of a tenement or a town."
― William Faulkner

"Men take been pacifists for every reason under the sun except to avert danger and fighting."
― William Faulkner, The Unvanquished

"Truth is one. It doesn't change. Information technology covers all things which affect the eye - laurels and pride and pity and justice and courage and beloved."
― William Faulkner, Go Down, Moses

"Idleness breeds our better virtues."
― William Faulkner, The Quondam Human

"The clock tick-tocked, solemn and profound. Information technology might have been the dry pulse of the decaying firm itself, after a while it whirred and cleared its throat and struck six times."
― William Faulkner, The Audio and the Fury

"Read, read, read."
― William Faulkner

"Information technology was every bit though, then long as the deceit ran along quiet and monotonous, all of us permit ourselves be deceived, abetting it unawares or maybe through cowardice, since all people are cowards and naturally prefer any kind of treachery because information technology has a bland outside."
― William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

"And we'd sit in the dry out leaves that whispered a little with the tedious respiration of our waiting and with the slow animate of the earth and the windless october, the rank smell of the lantern fouling the brittle air, listening to the dog and the echo of louis' voice dying away"
― William Faulkner, The Audio and the Fury

"Maybe nothing always happens once and is finished. Possibly happen is never once but like ripples maybe on water afterward the pebble sinks, the ripples moving on, spreading, the pool attached by a narrow umbilical water-cord to the adjacent pool which the first pool feeds, has fed, did feed, let this second pool contain a dissimilar temperature of water, a unlike molecularity of having seen, felt, remembered, reflect in a different tone the infinite unchanging sky, it doesn't matter: that pebble'southward watery repeat whose fall it did not fifty-fifty see moves beyond its surface too at the original ripple-space, to the quondam ineradicable rhythm"
― William Faulkner, Absalom, Absalom!

"For the Lord aimed for him to practice and not to spend likewise much time thinking, because his brain it'due south similar a slice of machinery: it won't stand up a whole lot of racking. It'due south best when it all runs forth the same, doing the twenty-four hour period'south work and not no one part used no more than than needful."
― William Faulkner, Every bit I Lay Dying

"Stars were golden unicorns neighing unheard through blue meadows."
― William Faulkner, Soldiers' Pay

"Sometimes I could put myself to sleep saying that over and over until after the honeysuckle got all mixed up in it the whole thing came to symbolize night and unrest I seemed to be lying neither asleep nor awake looking down a long corridor of grey halflight where all stable things had become shadowy paradoxical all I had washed shadows all I had felt suffered taking visible form antic and perverse mocking without relevance inherent themselves with the denial of the significance they should have affirmed thinking I was I was non who was not was not who."
― William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury

"I said You don't know what worry is. I don't know what it is. I don't know whether I am worrying or not. Whether I tin or non . I don't know whether I can cry or non. I don't know whether I have tried to or not. I experience similar a wet seed wild in the hot blind world."
― William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

"Anna Karenina, Anna Karenina, Anna Karenina" when asked the three best novels of all time."
― William Faulkner

"The whiskey died away in time and was renewed and died once more, but the street ran on. From that night the thousand streets ran as one street, with ephemeral corners and changes of scene ..."
― William Faulkner, Lite in August

"At first it had been a torrent; at present it was a tide, with a menses and ebb. During its inundation she could near fool them both. Information technology was as if out of her knowledge that it was merely a menstruation that must soon react was born a wilder fury, a vehement denial that could flag itself and him into physical experimentation that transcended imagining, carried them as though by momentum alone, bearing them without will or plan. Information technology was as if she knew somehow that time was brusk, that fall was about upon her, without knowing yet the exact significance of autumn. It seemed to be instinct alone: instinct physical and instinctive denial of the wasted years. Then the tide would ebb. Then they would be stranded every bit behind a dying mistral, upon a spent and satiate embankment, looking at one some other like strangers, with hopeless and reproachful (on his part with weary: on hers with despairing) eyes."
― William Faulkner, Light in August

"Maybe times are never strange to women: it is just one continuous monotonous matter full of the repeated follies of their menfolks."
― William Faulkner, The Unvanquished

"When my horse is running good, I don't stop to requite him sugar."
― William Faulkner

"Sin and love and fear are simply sounds that people who never sinned nor loved nor feared have for what they never had and cannot take until they forget the words"
― William Faulkner

"If information technology could just exist a hell beyond that: the clean flame the ii of us more than expressionless. Then you will accept only me and so but me then the two of us amid the pointing and the horror beyond the clean flame… Only you lot and me among the pointing and the horror walled past the clean flame."
― William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury

"And when I recall about that, I recollect that if nothing simply being married will help a man, he'due south durn nigh hopeless."
― William Faulkner, Every bit I Lay Dying

"You men,' she says. 'You durn men."
― William Faulkner

"Literature has the same impact as a match lit in the center of a field in the center of the night. The match illuminates relatively piffling, but it enables us to see how much darkness surrounds information technology."
― William Faulkner

"Caddy put her arms around me, and her shining veil, and I couldn't smell trees anymore and I began to cry."
― William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury

"I had learned a footling about writing from Soldier's Pay - how to approach language, words: not with seriousness and then much every bit an essayist does, but with a kind of alarm respect, as you lot approach dynamite; fifty-fifty with joy, every bit you approach women: perchance with the same secretly unscrupulous intentions."
― William Faulkner

"When the switch brutal I could feel it upon my flesh; when it welted and ridged it was my blood that ran, and I would think with each blow of the switch: Now you lot are enlightened of me! Now I am something in your secret and selfish life, who have marked your claret with my ain for ever and ever."
― William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

"Permit the past abolish the past when -- and if -- it tin can substitute something better."
― William Faulkner

"it takes an awful lot of character to quit anything when yous are losing,"
― William Faulkner, Absalom! Absalom!

"When I was a male child I commencement learned how much improve water tastes when it has fix a while in a cedar bucket. Warmish-cool, with a faint gustation similar the hot July current of air in cedar trees smells. Information technology has to set up at least six hours, and be drunk from a gourd. Water should never be drunk from metal.
And at night information technology is better withal. I used to prevarication on the pallet in the hall, waiting until I could hear them all asleep, so I could get upward and go back to the bucket. It would exist black, the shelf black, the still surface of the water a circular orifice in nothingness, where before I stirred it awake with the dipper I could see maybe a star or two in the bucket, and peradventure in the dipper a star or two before I drank,"
― William Faulkner, Every bit I Lay Dying

"It does not take long. Soon the fine galloping language, the gutless swooning total of sapless trees and dehydrated lusts begins to swim smooth and swift and peaceful. It is better than praying without having to bother to recollect aloud. Information technology is like listening in a cathedral to a eunuch chanting in a linguistic communication which he does not even need to non understand."
― William Faulkner, Light in Baronial

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