What's wrong with this world is, it's not finished yet. It is not completed to that point where … - William Faulkner

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I never think of the future. I never imagine what comes next.

William Faulkner

What's wrong with this world is, it's not finished yet. It is not completed to that point where man can put his final signature to the job and say, "It is finished. We made it, and it works.

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The quality an artist must have is objectivity in judging his work, plus the honesty and courage not to kid himself about it.

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Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.

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Everyone in the South has no time for reading because they are all too busy writing.

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