Women know more about words than men ever will. And they know how little they can ever possibly mean.

— William Faulkner

...women will show pride and honor about almost anything except love ...

— William Faulkner

Yet even then the music has still a quality stern and implacable, deliberate and without passion so much as immolation, pleading, asking, for not love, not life, forbidding it to others, demanding in sonorous tones death as though death were the boon, like all Protestant music.

— William Faulkner

Yet the motion of the saw has not faltered, as though it and the arm functioned in a tranquil conviction that rain was an illusion of the mind.

— William Faulkner

You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.

— William Faulkner

You can't beat women anyhow and that if you are wise or dislike trouble and uproar you don't even try to.

— William Faulkner

You don't dare think whole even to yourself the entirety of a dear hope or wish let alone a desperate one else you yourself have doomed it.

— William Faulkner

You don’t love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.

— William Faulkner

You intend to kiss me and yet you are going to all this damn trouble about it.

— William Faulkner

You know that if I were reincarnated, I’d want to come back a buzzard. Nothing hates him or envies him or wants him or needs him. He is never bothered or in danger, and he can eat anything.

— William Faulkner