891 Quotes by William Faulkner

Like a long sighing of wind in trees it begins, then they sweep into sight, borne now upon a cloud of phantom dust. They rush past, forwardleaning in the saddles, with brandished arms, beneath whipping ribbons from slanted and eager lances; with tumult and soundless yelling they sweep past like a tide whose crest is jagged with the wild heads of horses and the brandished arms of men like the crater of the world in explosion.

She looks at Vardaman; her eyes, the life in them, rushing suddenly upon them; the two flames glare up for a steady instant. Then they go out as though someone had leaned down and blown upon them.

The displacement of water is equal to the something of something.

... a man aint so different from a horse or a mule, come long come short, except a mule or a horse has got a little more sense.

And sure enough, even waiting will end...if you can just wait long enough.

now i can get them teeth

Needings,” she said. “It ain't Bory's needings and it ain't Her needings. It's dead folks' needings. Old Marse ]ohn's and Cunnel's and Mister]ohn's and Bayard's that's dead and can't do nothing about it. That's where the needings is. That's what I'm talking about.

Amid the pointing and the horror, the clean flame.

Amid the pointing and the horror the clean flame.