Quotes about Connection
which was no abode of the dead because there was no death, not Lion and not Sam: not held fast in earth but free in earth and not in earth but of earth, myriad yet undiffused of every myriad part, leaf and twig and particle, air and sun and rain and dew and night, acorn oak and leaf and acorn again, dark and dawn and dark and dawn again in their immutable progression and, being myriad, one...
— William Faulkner
Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.
— William Faulkner
He had a word, too. Love, he called it. But I had been used to words for a long time. I knew that that word was like the others: just a shape to fill a lack; that when the right time came, you wouldn't need a word for that anymore than for pride or fear. Cash
— William Faulkner
It's a comfortable thing, music is.
— William Faulkner
The past is never dead. It's not even past; it's always part of the present.
— William Faulkner
Caddy smelled like trees in the rain.
— William Faulkner
as he strode on, moving almost as fast as a smaller man could have trotted, his body breasting the air her body had vacated, his eyes touching the objects—post and tree and field and house and hill—her eyes had lost.
— William Faulkner
Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! You knew, didn't you?' said the head. For a moment or two the forest and all the other dimly appreciated places echoed with the parody of laughter. 'You knew, didn't you? I'm part of you? Close, close, close! I'm the reason why it's no go? Why things are what they are?
— William Golding
There ought to be some mode of life where all love is good, where one love can't compete with another but adds to it.
— William Golding
Caminaron juntos, como dos universos distintos de experiencias y sentimientos, incapaces de comunicarse.
— William Golding
Were one asked to characterize the life of religion in the broadest and most general terms possible, one might say that it consists of the belief that there is an unseen order, and our supreme good lies in harmoniously adjusting ourselves thereto.
— William James
All religions and spiritual traditions begin with the cry Help!
— William James