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“'Perhaps they were right in putting love into books,' he thought quietly. 'Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.' ”

—William Faulkner, Light in August

“She was bored. She loved, had capacity to love, for love, to give and accept love. Only she tried twice and failed twice to find somebody not just strong enough to deserve it, earn it, match it, but even brave enough to accept it.”

—William Faulkner, The Town: A Novel of the Snopes Family
  • William Faulkner on Ernest Hemingway: He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary.
  • Ernest Hemingway on William Faulkner: Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?

“Read, read, read. Read everything.”

—William Faulkner

“The reason you will not say it is, when you say it, even to yourself, you will know it is true.”

—William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

“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.”

—William Faulkner, The Wild Palms

“An artist is a creature driven by demons. He doesn’t know why they choose him and he’s usually too busy to wonder why.”

—William Faulkner

“Pessoas precisam de problemas – alguma pequena frustração para aguçar o espírito. Artistas são assim; eu não estou dizendo que você precisa viver no buraco de um rato ou na sarjeta, mas você precisa aprender a ter constância, persistência. Somente os vegetais são felizes. ”

—Faulkner - O Camponês.

“It's a shame that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day is work. He can't eat for eight hours; he can't drink for eight hours; he can't make love for eight hours. The only thing a man can do for eight hours is work.”

—William Faulkner
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