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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.
Perhaps they were right putting love into books. Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.
Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.
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.
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.
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
Read, read, read. Read everything -- trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You'll absorb it. Then write. If it's good, you'll find out. If it's not, throw it out of the window.
In writing, you must kill all your darlings.
Don't be 'a writer'. Be writing.
