More Quotes by William Faulkner
The saddest thing about love, Joe, is that not only the love cannot last forever, but even the heartbreak is soon forgotten.
Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.
Don't be 'a writer'. Be writing.
Dreams have only one owner at a time. That's why dreamers are lonely.
How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.
You don’t love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.
Perhaps they were right putting love into books. Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.
Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.
Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.
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.
