Author of quotes: William Faulkner. Page 1

Better person to approach with his merc. To approach and depart.

I will present a person a choice. Together with the excitement of the chase and lethal force was in man, and the prescience of the outcome. Warn him that, having paid into the wilderness of the forest and the field, and made all the beasts, he himself accused, and the sentence itself will sign, and he will do it.

Everywhere, at all times, there are good people. They are the majority. But many of them are just unlucky - circumstances make them a bit worse than they are. But I know that circumstances would not yield.

And when I realized that I have the Cache, I realized that life is terrible and that this is the whole answer. Then it became clear to me that words are useless; that the words are not suitable even for what they invented. When he was born, I realized that motherhood was invented by someone who needed that word, because those who have children, still, there's a name for it or not. I realized that fear was invented by those who never knew fear, pride - those who have never had the pride.

So how can people understand them? So I lived with one for fifteen years, and I'll be damned if you understand. <...> Well, who'd have them? Soon decide that they want one, then get all the way around, but still, a heck of a beating will receive for not so understand it.

She puts the basket in the cart and gets itself; the long leg has Satanovsky strip naked under the dress: that lever that flips the world; that this half of the compass, which measured the length and width of life.

A broken bone is always the weather feels...

If it is a punishment, it is wrong. Other things that have no God? Should be.

That's the trouble of our country: everything here, and the weather, and that just lasts too long. And rivers and our land: unclear, slow, violent, create and tailor human life in the unforgiving and gloomy his image.

Hour the sun to the horizon, lying on the clouds like a bloody egg; the light turned copper: the eye - evil, nose - sulfur, the smell of lightning.

To give birth to you, you need two people, but to die - alone. This is how the world ends

Hard life with women, right. Some. My mom would say, died in the seventies. Worked every day, rain or a bucket, not a single day ill since birth as the last - and then kind of looked around, went and got a nightgown with lace, forty-five years had lain in the chest and unworn, wear, lay on the bed, pulled the blanket and closed her eyes. "You now for the father to care for. said. - Try. I'm tired".

... mistake, everyone could happen, but not every, say, go after it without loss. Not all, I will say, you can eat your mistakes.

Cora is right in saying him to straighten out, the wife needed, and all. And I think that if man is nothing but his wife won't help, you can put a cross.