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
beach ocean names
They say love dies between two people. That’s wrong. It doesn’t die. It just leaves you, goes away, if you aren’t good enough, worthy enough. It doesn’t die; you’re the the one that dies. It’s like the ocean: if you’re no good, if you begin to make a bad smell in it, it just spews you up somewhere to die. You die anyway, but I had rather drown in the ocean than be urped up onto a strip of dead beach and be dried away by the sun into a little foul smear with no name to it, just this was for an epitaph
long reason ready
...the reason for living was to get ready to stay dead a long time.
music sarcastic sarcasm
He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary.
sunset tea dies
The scattered tea goes with the leaves and every day a sunset dies.
bus-stops logical desks
A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station….
earth hot blind
I feel like a wet seed wild in the hot blind earth.
music mean trying
I would say that music is the easiest means in which to express, but since words are my talent, I must try to express clumsily in words what the pure music would have done better.
fun grief statistics
Between grief and nothing, I will take grief.
patience years mules
A mule will labor ten years willingly and patiently for you, for the privilege of kicking you once.
integrity believe self
I have found that the greatest help in meeting any problem with decency and self-respect and whatever courage is demanded, is to know where you yourself stand. That is, to have in words what you believe and are acting from.
reading writing busy
Everyone in the South has no time for reading because they are all too busy writing.
rain home thinking
How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.
stories ifs
If a story is in you, it has to come out.
yesterday tomorrow
It's all now you see: tomorrow began yesterday and yesterday won't be over until tomorrow.