Quotes from William Faulkner

Memory believes before knowing remembers.

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.

I could just remember how my father used to say that the reason for living was to get ready to stay dead a long time.

Now she hates me. I have taught her that, at least.

And I will look down and see my murmuring bones and the deep water like wind, like a roof of wind, and after a long time they cannot distinguish even bones upon the lonely and inviolate sand.

Dear God, let me be damned a little longer, a little while.

You should approach Joyce's Ulysses as the illiterate Baptist preacher approaches the Old Testament: with faith.

It's all now you see: tomorrow began yesterday and yesterday won't be over until tomorrow.

And even a liar can be scared into telling the truth, same as honest man can be tortured into telling a lie.

I seemed to be lying neither asleep nor awake looking down a long corridor of gray half light where all stable things had become shadowy paradoxical all I had done shadows all I had felt suffered taking visible form antic and perverse mocking without relevance inherent themselves with the denial of the significance they should have affirmed thinking I was I was not who was not was not who.

She was the captain of her soul

He was looking at her from behind the smiling that wasn't smiling but was something you were not supposed to see beyond.