Quotes From "The Sound And The Fury" By William Faulkner

A man is the sum of his misfortunes. One day...
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A man is the sum of his misfortunes. One day you'd think misfortune would get tired but then time is your misfortune William Faulkner
I'd have wasted a lot of time and trouble before...
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I'd have wasted a lot of time and trouble before I learned that the best way to take all people, black or white, is to take them for what they think they are, then leave them alone. William Faulkner
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In the South you are ashamed of being a virgin. Boys. Men. They lie about it. Because it means less to women, Father said. He said it was men invented virginity not women. Father said it's like death: only a state in which the others are left and I said, But to believe it doesn't matter and he said, That's what's so sad about anything: not only virginity and I said, Why couldn't it have been me and not her who is unvirgin and he said, That's why that's sad too; nothing is even worth the changing of it.. . William Faulkner
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It's always the idle habits you acquire which you will regret. Father said that. That Christ was not crucified: he was worn away by a minute clicking of little wheels. That had no sister. William Faulkner
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Women do have an affinity for evil, for believing that no woman is to be trusted, but that some men are too innocent to protect themselves. William Faulkner
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If all the businesses in town are run like country businesses, You are going to have a country town William Faulkner
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Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar. Man the sum of his climatic experiences Father said. Man the sum of what have you. A problem in impure properties carried tediously to an unvarying nil: stalemate of dust and desire. William Faulkner
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Only Southerners have taken horsewhips and pistols to editors about the treatment or maltreatment of their manuscript. This--the actual pistols--was in the old days, of course, we no longer succumb to the impulse. But it is still there, within us. William Faulkner
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Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar... William Faulkner
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Caddy got the box and set it on the floor and opened it. It was full of stars. When I was still, they were still. When I moved, they glinted and sparkled. I hushed. William Faulkner
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Amid the pointing and the horror, the clean flame. William Faulkner
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It's not when you realise that nothing can help you - religion, pride, anything - it's when you realise that you don't need any aid. William Faulkner