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  • #1
    William Faulkner
    “Never be afraid to raise your voice for honesty and truth and compassion against injustice and lying and greed. If people all over the world...would do this, it would change the earth.”
    William Faulkner

  • #2
    William Faulkner
    “Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain.”
    William Faulkner, The Wild Palms

  • #3
    William Faulkner
    “...I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire...I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.”
    William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury

  • #4
    William Faulkner
    “The saddest thing about love, Joe, is that not only the love cannot last forever, but even the heartbreak is soon forgotten.”
    William Faulkner

  • #5
    William Faulkner
    “You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.”
    William Faulkner

  • #6
    William Faulkner
    “I decline to accept the end of man. It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last dingdong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking. I refuse to accept this. I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance. The poet's, the writer's, duty is to write about these things. It is his privilege to help man endure by lifting his heart, by reminding him of the courage and honor and hope and pride and compassion and pity and sacrifice which have been the glory of his past. The poet's voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.”
    William Faulkner, Nobel Prize in Literature Acceptance Speech, 1949

  • #7
    Carson McCullers
    “We are homesick most for the places we have never known.”
    Carson McCullers

  • #8
    Carson McCullers
    “I think we look for the differences in people because it makes us less lonely.”
    Carson McCullers

  • #9
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.
    She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

  • #10
    Anaïs Nin
    “We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
    Anaïs Nin

  • #11
    Anaïs Nin
    “I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.”
    Anais Nin

  • #12
    Anaïs Nin
    “Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.”
    Anais Nin

  • #13
    William Faulkner
    “He had a word, too. Love, he called it. But I had been used to words for a long time. I knew that that word was like the others: just a shape to fill a lack; that when the right time came, you wouldn't need a word for that any more than for pride or fear....One day I was talking to Cora. She prayed for me because she believed I was blind to sin, wanting me to kneel and pray too, because people to whom sin is just a matter of words, to them salvation is just words too.”
    William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

  • #14
    William Faulkner
    “My mother is a fish.”
    William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

  • #15
    William Faulkner
    “In a strange room you must empty yourself for sleep. And before you are emptied for sleep, what are you. And when you are emptied for sleep, you are not. And when you are filled with sleep, you never were. I don't know what I am. I don't know if I am or not. Jewel knows he is, because he does not know that he does not know whether he is or not. He cannot empty himself for sleep because he is not what he is and he is what he is not. Beyond the unlamped wall I can hear the rain shaping the wagon that is ours, the load that is no longer theirs that felled and sawed it nor yet theirs that bought it and which is not ours either, lie on our wagon though it does, since only the wind and the rain shape it only to Jewel and me, that are not asleep. And since sleep is is-not and rain and wind are was, it is not. Yet the wagon is, because when the wagon is was, Addie Bundren will not be. And Jewel is, so Addie Bundren must be. And then I must be, or I could not empty myself for sleep in a strange room. And so if I am not emptied yet, I am is.

    How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.”
    William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

  • #16
    William Faulkner
    “...I would think how words go straight up in a thin line, quick and harmless, and how terribly doing goes along the earth, clinging to it, so that after a while the two lines are too far apart for the same person to straddle from one to the other; and that sin and love and fear are just sounds that people who never sinned nor loved nor feared have for what they never had and cannot have until they forget the words.”
    William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

  • #17
    William Faulkner
    “People to whom sin is just a matter of words, to them salvation is just words too.”
    William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

  • #18
    William Faulkner
    “That was when I learned that words are no good; that words dont ever fit even what they are trying to say at. When he was born I knew that motherhood was invented by someone who had to have a word for it because the ones that had the children didn't care whether there was a word for it or not. I knew that fear was invented by someone that had never had the fear; pride, who never had the pride.”
    William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

  • #19
    William Faulkner
    “In writing, you must kill all your darlings.”
    William Faulkner

  • #20
    William Faulkner
    “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. ”
    William Faulkner

  • #21
    William Faulkner
    “How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.”
    William C. Faulkner

  • #22
    Anaïs Nin
    “If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it.”
    Anais Nin

  • #23
    Anaïs Nin
    “People living deeply have no fear of death.”
    Anaïs Nin

  • #24
    Anaïs Nin
    “You don't find love, it finds you. It's got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what's written in the stars.”
    Anaïs Nin



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