That's a very good way to learn the craft of writing - from reading. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
Get it down. Take chances. It may be bad, but that's the only way you can do anything really good. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
A writer is trying to create believable people in credible moving situations in the most moving way he can. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
It feels almost soft, like something to be caressed. Only gold feels that way. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
Hemingway shot himself. I don't like a man that takes the short way home. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
Get it down. Take chances. It may be bad, but it's the only way you can do anything good. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
Necessity has a way of obliterating from our conduct various delicate scruples regarding honor and pride. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
I never promise a woman anything nor let her know what I'm going to give her. That's the only way to manage… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
A writer strives to express a universal truth in the way that rings the most bells in the shortest amount of time. — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
I'd have wasted a lot of time and trouble before I learned that the best way to take all people, black or… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
Let the writer take up surgery or bricklaying if he is interested in technique. There is no mechanical way to get the… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
I imagine as long as people will continue to read novels, people will continue to write them, or vice versa; unless of… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
Sometimes I aint so sho who's got ere a right to say when a man is crazy and when he aint. Sometimes… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
You get born and you try this and you don't know why, only you keep on trying it and you are born… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
Where the shadow of the bridge fell I could see down for a long way, but not as far as the bottom.… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
Good art can come out of thieves, bootleggers, or horse swipes. People really are afraid to find out just how much hardship… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a… — 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
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
“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
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
“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
I've got to feel the pencil and see the words at the end of the pencil, — William Faulkner Copy Share
And sure enough, even waiting will end...if you can just wait long enough. — William Faulkner Copy Share
“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
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
To understand the world, you must first understand a place like Mississippi. — William Faulkner Copy Share
“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
“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
“She has no mother because fatherblood hates with love and pride, but motherblood with hate loves and cohabits.” — William Faulkner Copy Share
“Byron listened quietly, thinking to himself how people everywhere are about the same, but that it did seem that in a small town, where… — William Faulkner Copy Share
“It was too late. Maybe yesterday, while I was still a child, but not now. I knew too much, had seen too much, I… — William Faulkner Copy Share
