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This is a free country. Folks have a right to send me letters, and I have a right not to read them.
William Faulkner
Country
Letters
Right
Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.
William Faulkner
Life
Time
Being
Clocks
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
Artist
Wonder
The scattered tea goes with the leaves and every day a sunset dies.
William Faulkner
Day
Sunset
Tea
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
Man
The past is never dead. It's not even past.
William Faulkner
Past
The man who removes a mountain begins by carrying away small stones.
William Faulkner
Man
The last sound on the worthless earth will be two human beings trying to launch a homemade spaceship and already quarreling about where they are going next.
William Faulkner
Earth
Sound
Trying
Will
Maybe the only thing worse than having to give gratitude constantly is having to accept it.
William Faulkner
Gratitude
The tools I need for my work are paper, tobacco, food, and a little whiskey.
William Faulkner
Work
Food
Tools
Man will not merely endure; he will prevail.
William Faulkner
Man
Will
The end of wisdom is to dream high enough to lose the dream in the seeking of it.
William Faulkner
Wisdom
Dream
End
Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.
William Faulkner
Memory
Wonders
My own experience has been that the tools I need for my trade are paper, tobacco, food, and a little whisky.
William Faulkner
Experience
Food
Tools
Trade
Our tragedy is a general and universal physical fear so long sustained by now that we can even bear it... the basest of all things is to be afraid.
William Faulkner
Fear
Now
Tragedy
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