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More Quotes by William Faulkner
How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.
Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.
The next time you try to seduce anyone, don't do it with talk, with words. Women know more about words than men ever will. And they know how little they can ever possibly mean.
Dreams have only one owner at a time. That's why dreamers are lonely.
In writing, you must kill all your darlings.
Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do. Do not bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.
You don’t love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.
Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.