Category: Author William Faulkner

…women will show pride and honor about almost anything except love … William Faulkner Absalom, Absalom! 8 I, the dreamer clinging yet to the dream as the patient clings to the last thin unbearable ecstatic instant of agony in order to sharpen the savor of the pain’s surcease, waking into the reality, the more than…

escaped at last into a world of pure illusion in which, safe from any harm, she moved, lived, from attitude to attitude William Faulkner Absalom, Absalom! 1 Yes, we laughed, because I have learned this at least during these four years: that it really requires an empty stomach to laugh with, that only when you…

Maybe nothing ever happens once and is finished. Maybe happen is never once but like ripples maybe on water after the pebble sinks, the ripples moving on, spreading, the pool attached by a narrow umbilical water-cord to the next pool which the first pool feeds, has fed, did feed, let this second pool contain a…