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More Quotes by William Faulkner
Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.
Perhaps they were right putting love into books. Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.
Dreams have only one owner at a time. That's why dreamers are lonely.
I'm bad and I'm going to hell, and I don't care. I'd rather be in hell than anywhere where you are.
In writing, you must kill all your darlings.
Don't be 'a writer'. Be writing.
Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain.
You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.
Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.
I feel like a wet seed wild in the hot blind earth.