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WILLIAM FAULKNER
American novelist
(1897 - 1962)
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A writer needs three things, experience, observation, and imagination, any two of which, at times any one of which, can supply the lack of the others.
      - [Writers]

I decline to accept the end of man.
      - [Endings]

No man can write who is not first a humanitarian.
      - [Humanitarianism]

Our tragedy today is a general and universal physical fear so long sustained by now that we can even bear it.
      - [Fear]

The end of wisdom is to dream high enough to lose the dream in the seeking of it.
      - [Dreams]

The poet's voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.
      - [Poetry]

Time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.
      - [Time]

Tomorrow night is nothing but one long sleepless wrestle with yesterday's omissions and regrets.
      - [Sleep]

We have to start teaching ourselves not to be afraid.
      - [Fear]

Long before the first bugles sounded from the barracks within the city and the cantonments surrounding it, most of the people in the city were already awake.
      - A Fable [Books (First Lines)]

From a little after two o'clock until almost sundown of the long still hot weary dead September afternoon they sat in what Miss Coldfield still called the office because her father had called it that--a dim hot airless room with the blinds all closed and fastened for forty-three summers because when she was a girl someone had believed that light and moving air carried heat and that dark was always cooler, and which (as the sun shone fuller and fuller on that side of the house) became latticed with yellow slashes full of dust motes which Quentin thought of as being flecks of the dead old dried paint itself blown inward from the scaling blinds as wind might have blown them.
      - Absalom, Absalom! (ch. 1)
        [Books (First Lines)]

Jewel and I come up from the field, following the path in single file. Although I am fifteen feet ahead of him, anyone watching us from the cottonhouse can see Jewel's frayed and broken straw hat a full head above my own.
      - As I Lay Dying [Books (First Lines)]

It was just noon that Sunday morning when the sheriff reached the jail with Lucas Beuachamp though the whole town (the whole country for that matter) had known since the night before that Lucas had killed a white man.
      - Intruder in the Dust (ch. 1)
        [Books (First Lines)]

Sitting beside the road, watching the wagon mount the hill toward her, Lena thinks, "I have come from Alabama a-walking. A fur piece."
      - Light in August [Books (First Lines)]

"The sex instinct," repeated Mr. Talliaferro in his careful cockney, with that smug complacence with which you plead guilty to a characteristic which you privately consider a virtue, "is quite strong in me. Frankness, without which there can be no friendship, without which two people cannot really ever 'get' each other, as you artists say; frankness, as I was saying, I believe."
      - Mosquitoes (ch. 1) [Books (First Lines)]

For a full minutes Jiggs stood before the window in a light splatter of last night's confetti lying against the windowbase like spent dirty foam, lightpoised on the balls of his greasestained tennis shoes, looking at the boots.
      - Pylon [Books (First Lines)]

The courthouse is less old than the town, which began somewhere under the turn of the century as a Checkasaw Agency trading-post and so continued for almost thirty years before it discovered, not that it lacked a depository for its records and certainly not that it needed one, but that only by creating or anyway decreeing one, could it cope with a situation which otherwise was going to cost somebody money.
      - Requiem for a Nun [Books (First Lines)]

From beyond the screen of bushes which surrounded the spring, Popeye watched the man drinking. A faint path led from the road to the spring. Popeye watched the man--a tall, thin man, hatless, in worn gray flannel trousers and carrying a tweed coat over his arm--emerge from the path and kneel to drink from the spring.
      - Sanctuary (ch. 1) [Books (First Lines)]

As usual, old man Falls had brought John Sartoris into the room with him, had walked three miles in from the county Poor Farm, fetching, like an odor, like the clean dusty smell of his faded overalls, the spirit of the dead man into that room where the dead man's son sat and where the two of them, pauper and banker, would sit for a half an hour in the company of him who had passed beyond death and then returned.
      - Sartoris [Books (First Lines)]

Lowe, Julian, number, -----, late a Flying Cadet, Umptieth Squadron, Air Service, known as "One Wing" by the other embryonic aces of his flight, regarded the world with a yellow and disgruntled eye.
      - Soldier's Pay (ch. 1)
        [Books (First Lines)]

Frenchman's Bend was a section of rich river-bottom country lying twenty miles southeast of Jefferson. Hill-cradled and remote, definite yet without boundaries, straddling into two counties and owning allegiance to neither, it had been the original grant and side of a tremendous pre-Civil War plantation, the ruins of which--the gutted shell on an enormous house with its fallen stables and slave quarters and overgrown gardens and brick terraces and promenades--were still known as the Old Frenchman's place, although the original boundaries now existed only on old faded records in the Chancery Clerk's office in the county courthouse in Jefferson, and even some of the once-fertile fields had long since reverted to the cane-and-cypress jungle from which their first master had hewed them.
      - The Hamlet (ch. 1) [Books (First Lines)]

The jury said "Guilty" and the Judge said "Life" but he didn't hear them.
      - The Mansion [Books (First Lines)]

GRANDFATHER SAID:
  This is the kind of a man Boon Hogganbeck was. Hung on the wall, it could have been his epitaph, like a Bertillon chart or a police poster; any cop in north Mississippi would have arrested him out of any crowd after merely reading the date.
      - The Reivers (ch. 1) [Books (First Lines)]   BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK  

Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting. They were coming toward where the flag was and I went along the fence. Luster was hunting in the grass by the flower tree. They took the flag out, and they were hitting. Then they put the flag back and they went to the table, and he hit and the other hit. Then they went on, and I went along the fence. Luster came away from the flower tree and we went along the fence and they stopped and we stopped and I looked through the fence while Luster was hunting in the grass.
      - The Sound and the Fury
         (April Seventh, 1928)
        [Books (First Lines)]

CHARLES MALLISON
  I wasn't born yet so it was Cousin Gowan who was there and big enough to see and remember and tell me afterward when I was big enough for it to make sense. That is, it was Cousin Gowan plus Uncle Gavin or maybe Uncle Gavin rather plus Cousin Gowan. He--Cousin Gowan--was thirteen. His grandfather was Grandfather's brother so by the time it got down to us, he and I didn't know what cousin to each other we were. So he just called all of us except Grandfather 'cousin' and all of us except Grandfather called him 'cousin' and let it go at that.
      - The Town (ch. 1) [Books (First Lines)]


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