‘The writer’s only responsibility is to his art. He will be completely ruthless if he is a good one. He has a dream. It anguishes him so much he must get rid of it. He has no peace until then. Everything goes by the board: honor, pride, decency, security, happiness, all, to get the book written.’

– William Faulkner, The Art of Fiction Interview, The Paris Review

‘An artist is a creature driven by demons. He don’t know why they choose him and he’s usually too busy to wonder why.’

– William Faulkner, The Art of Fiction Interview, The Paris Review

‘How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.’

– William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying