William Faulkner
William Faulkner
William Cuthbert Faulknerwas an American writer and Nobel Prize laureate from Oxford, Mississippi. Faulkner wrote novels, short stories, a play, poetry, essays, and screenplays. He is primarily known for his novels and short stories set in the fictional Yoknapatawpha County, based on Lafayette County, Mississippi, where he spent most of his life...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth25 September 1897
CityNew Albany, MS
people and-love sound
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
reading writing busy
Everyone in the South has no time for reading because they are all too busy writing.
fall cutting color
Because there is something in the touch of flesh with flesh which abrogates, cuts sharp and straight across the devious intricate channels of decorous ordering, which enemies as well as lovers know because it makes them both:---touch and touch of that which is the citadel of the central I-Am's private own: not spirit, soul; the liquorish and ungirdled mind is anyone's to take in any any darkened hallway of this earthly tenement. But let flesh touch with flesh, and watch the fall of all the eggshell shibboleth of caste and color too.
time long mind
I don't suppose anybody ever deliberately listens to a watch or a clock. You don't have to. You can be oblivious to the sound for a long while, then in a second of ticking it can create in the mind unbroken the long diminishing parade of time you didn't hear.
south
Tell about the South. What's it like there. What do they do there. Why do they live there. Why do they live at all.
matter doe depends
This does not matter. This is not anything yet. It all depends on what you do with it, afterward.
rain home thinking
How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.
way values
I say money has no value; it's just the way you spend it.
time people individual
Time is a fluid condition which has no existence except in the momentary avatars of individual people. There is no such thing as was - only is.
evil littles done
We must just stay awake and see evil done for a little while it's not always.
men dust desire
Man the sum of what have you. A problem in impure properties carried tediously to an unvarying nil: stalemate of dust and desire.
certain amount
In every writer there is a certain amount of the scavenger.
sports gentleman kentuckians
Ever since then I have believed that God is not only a gentleman and a sport; he is a Kentuckian too.
hate taught hate-me
Now she hates me. I have taught her that, at least.