891 Quotes by William Faulkner
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The bells were ringing again, high in the scudding sunlight in bright disorderly tatters of sound.
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as he strode on, moving almost as fast as a smaller man could have trotted, his body breasting the air her body had vacated,his eyes touching the objects—post and tree and field and house and hill—her eyes had lost.
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I found out some time back that it’s idleness breeds all our virtues, our most bearable qualities – contemplation, equableness, laziness, letting other people alone, good digestion mental and physical: the wisdom to concentrate on fleshly pleasures — eating and evacuating and fornication and sitting in the sun — than which there is nothing better, nothing to match, nothing else in all this world but to live for the short time you are loaned breath, to be alive and know it
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So that's it," he said. "Three hundred dollars. I wish somebody would come into this country with a seed that had to be worked everyday from New Year's right on through Christmas. As soon as you niggers are laid-by, trouble starts.
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the two girls emanated an incorrigible idle inertia.
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I've seed de first en de last," Dilsey said. "I seed de beginnin, en now I sees de endin.
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I don't mean a 1905 Republican---I don't know what his Tennessee politics were, or if he had any---I mean a 1961 Republican. He was more: he was a Conservative. Like this: a Republican is a mad who made his money; a Liberal is a man who inherited his; a Democrat is a barefooted Liberal in a cross-country race; a Conservative is a Republican who has learned to read and write.
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Your outside is just what you live in, sleep in, and has little connection with who you are and even less with what you do.
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Who gathers the withered rose?
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