Only when the clock stops does time come to life William Faulkner More Quotes by William Faulkner More Quotes From William Faulkner A man's moral conscience is the curse he had to accept from the gods in order to gain from them the right to dream. William Faulkner god dream men Then Ben wailed again, hopeless and prolonged. It was nothing. Just sound. It might have been all time and injustice and sorrow become vocal for an instant by a conjunction of planets. William Faulkner sorrow sound might Read, read read. Read everything. William Faulkner writers-reading famous-writers writing Even sound seemed to fail in this air, like the air was worn out with carrying sounds so long. William Faulkner air sound long You don't dare think whole even to yourself the entirety of a dear hope or wish let alone a desperate one else you yourself have doomed it. William Faulkner desperate wish thinking With me, a story usually begins with a single idea or mental picture. The writing of the story is simply a matter of working up to that moment, to explain why it happened or what caused it to follow. William Faulkner writing fiction ideas Menfolks listens to somebody because of what he says. Women don't. They don't care what he said. They listens because of what he is. William Faulkner dont-care care said The whiskey died away in time and was renewed and died again, but the street ran on. From that night the thousand streets ran as one street, with imperceptible corners and changes of scene. William Faulkner whiskey scene night You could do so much for me if you just would. If you just knew. I am I and you are you and I know it and you don't know it and you could do so much for me if you just would and if you just would then I could tell you and then nobody would have to know it except you and me. William Faulkner lost-love ifs knows What's wrong with this world is, it's not finished yet. It is not completed to that point where man can put his final signature to the job and say, "It is finished. We made it, and it works. William Faulkner signatures jobs men ...It seems hard that a man in his need could be so flouted by a road. William Faulkner seems men needs That's sad too, people cannot do anything that dreadful they cannot do anything very dreadful at all they cannot even remember tomorrow what seemed dreadful today William Faulkner tomorrow today people Where the shadow of the bridge fell I could see down for a long way, but not as far as the bottom. When you leave a leaf in water a long time after awhile the tissue will be gone and the delicate fibres waving slow as the motion of sleep. They don't touch one another, no matter how knotted up they once were, no matter how close they lay once to the bones. William Faulkner bridges sleep long Our tragedy today is a general and universal physical fear so long sustained by now that we can even bear it. There are no longer problems of the spirit. There is only the question: When will I be blown up? Because of this, the young man or woman writing today has forgotten the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat. He must learn them again. William Faulkner heart writing men Nothing can injure a man's writing if he's a first-rate writer. If a man is not a first-rate writer, there's not anything can help it much. The problem does not apply if he is not first rate because he has already sold his soul for a swimming pool. William Faulkner swimming writing men The artist is of no importance. Only what he creates is important, since there is nothing new to be said. Shakespeare, Balzac, Homer have all written about the same things, and if they had lived one thousand or two thousand years longer, the publishers wouldn't have needed anyone since. William Faulkner creativity years art God created man and He created the world for him to live in and I reckon He created the kind of world He would have wanted to live in if He had been a man--the ground to walk on, the big woods, the trees and the water, and the game to live in it. And maybe He didn't put the desire to hunt and kill game in man but I reckon He knew it was going to be there, that man was going to teach it to himself, since he wasn't quite God himself yet. William Faulkner games water men Man performs and engenders so much more than he can or should have to bear. That's how he finds that he can bear anything. William Faulkner broken-heart giving-up kindness The air brightened, the running shadow patches were now the obverse, and it seemed to him that the fact that the day was clearing was another cunning stroke on the part of the foe, the fresh battle toward which he was carrying ancient wounds. William Faulkner shadow air running If I had not existed, someone else would have written me, Hemingway, Dostoyevsky, all of us. William Faulkner dostoyevsky written writing
