Quotes from William Faulkner

é difícil acreditar que um amor ou uma dor é uma debênture comprada sem intenção e que vence querendo ou não e é recolhida sem aviso prévio para ser substituída pelo título que os deuses resolverem emitir no momento não você só vai fazer isso quando acreditar que nem mesmo ela era merecedora do desespero talvez

sonra yirmi beÅŸ dolarla ne yapabileceklerini konuÅŸmaya baÅŸlad?lar. Hep birden konuÅŸuyorlard?, sesleri direnmeli, çeliÅŸmeli ve sab?rs?z gerçeksizliÄŸi bir olurluluk yap?yor, sonra bir olanak ÅŸekline sokuyor sonra yads?nmaz bir gerçek yap?yor, her zaman böyle olur zaten insanlar?n istekleri sözcükler haline gelince.

Suicide iss just for the body," the German said. "The body settles nothing. It iss of no importance. It iss just to be kept clean when possible.

each look burdened with youth's immemorial obsession not with time's dragging weight which the old live with but with its fluidity: the bright heels of all the lost moments of fifteen and sixteen.

Quizá muramos en ese instante en que nos damos cuenta, en que admitimos, que el mal tiene una estructura lógica.

Ay, sir," Alec said, who had long since found out that no man has courage but that any man may blunder blindly into valor as one stumbles into an open manhole in the street.

The past is not dead. In fact, it's not even past.

Soy un elegido de Dios, pues Él castiga a aquel a quien Él ama. Pero que me aspen si es que Él no ha escogido, por lo que se ve, una manera harto extraña de demostrar su amor.

I realised; no: knew; it was obvious; Boon himself admitted it in so many words)

Jobb felÅ'l utcai lámpák sora menetelt...

Él ha dicho: «Lo siento aún más que tú». Y yo he dicho: «Tú no sabes qué tormento es que yo no pueda sentirlo. Hago por sentirlo, pero no puedo pensar en ello lo suficiente para sentirlo».

I wasn't crying, but I couldn't stop.

I dont suppose anybody ever deliberately listens to a watch or a clock. You dont have to. You can be oblivious to the sound for a long while, then in a second of ticking it can create in the mind unbroken the long diminishing parade of time you didn't hear.

Young folks and womens, they aint cluttered. They can listen. But a middle-year man like your paw and your uncle, they cant listen. They aint got time. They're too busy with facks.

We can invest trifles with a tragic profundity, which is the world.

Because a fellow can see ever now and then that children have more sense than him. But he don't like to admit it to them until they have beards. After they have a beard, they are too busy because they don't know if they'll ever quite make it back to where they were in sense before they was haired, so you dont mind admitting then to folks that are worrying about the same thing that aint worth the worry that you are yourself.

All of us failed to match our dream of perfection. So I rate us on the basis of our splendid failure to do the impossible.

You see, if only people didn't refuse quick and hard to think about next Monday, Virtue wouldn't have such a hard and thankless time of it.

Quizá muramos en ese instante en que nos damos cuenta, en que admitimos, que el mal tiene una estructura lógica.

where cotton grows man-tall in the very cracks of the sidewalk, mortgaged before it is even planted and sold and the money spent before it is ever harvested, and usury and mortgage and bankruptcy and measureless wealth all breed and spawn together until no man has time to say which is which, or cares ... This land, said the older hunter. No wonder the ruined woods I used to know don't cry for retribution. The very people who destroyed them will accomplish their revenge.

Pero no comprende que quizá un hombre pueda hacer algo únicamente porque sabe que está bien, porque la armonía de las cosas exige que se haga?.

Read, read, read everything — trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read!

He will save me from the water and from the fire.

It wasn't we who invented war,' the group commander said. 'It was war which created us. From the loins of man's furious ineradicable greed sprang the captains and the colonels to his necessity. We are his responsibility; he shall not shirk it.