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The writer's only responsibility is to his art.
William Faulkner
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William Faulkner
Age: 64 †
Born: 1897
Born: September 25
Died: 1962
Died: July 6
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The work never matches the dream of perfection the artist has to start with.
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Necessity has a way of obliterating from our conduct various delicate scruples regarding honor and pride.
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Sin and love and fear are just sounds that people who never sinned nor loved nor feared have for what they never had and cannot have until they forget the words
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A dream is not a very safe thing to be near... I know I had one once. It's like a loaded pistol with a hair trigger: if it stays alive long enough, somebody is going to be hurt. But if it's a good dream, it's worth it.
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That's sad too, people cannot do anything that dreadful they cannot do anything very dreadful at all they cannot even remember tomorrow what seemed dreadful today
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To live anywhere in the world today and be against equality because of race or color is like living in Alaska and being against snow.
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