Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
They all talked at once, their voices insistent and contradictory and impatient, making of unreality a possibility, then a probability, then an… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“He had a word, too. Love, he called it. But I had been used to words for a long time. I knew… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“Women know more about words than men ever will. And they know how little they can ever possibly mean.” — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
There are some things for which three words are three too many, and three thousand words that many words too less. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
I had learned a little about writing from Soldier's Pay - how to approach language, words: not with seriousness so much as… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“It does not take long. Soon the fine galloping language, the gutless swooning full of sapless trees and dehydrated lusts begins to… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary." (on Ernest Hemingway” — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“The river itself is not a hundred yards across, and pa and Vernon and Vardaman and Dewey Dell are the only things in sight… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
The quality an artist must have is objectivity in judging his work, plus the honesty and courage not to kid himself about it. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“Luster returned, wearing a stiff new straw hat with a colored band and carrying a cloth cap. The hat seemed to isolate Luster's skull,… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“What matters is at the end of life, when you're about to pass into oblivion, that you've at least scratched 'Kilroy was here,' on… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
I've got to feel the pencil and see the words at the end of the pencil, — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
And sure enough, even waiting will end...if you can just wait long enough. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice,… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
Never be afraid to raise your voice for honesty and truth and compassion against injustice and lying and greed. If people all over the… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
To understand the world, you must first understand a place like Mississippi. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“What modren ideas?” pap said. “I didn’t know there was but one idea about work—until it is done, it ain’t done, and when it… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“It was only as he put his hand on the door that he became aware of complete silence beyond it, a silence which he… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
