… when she became not then half of memory became not and if I become not then all of remembering will cease to be.—Yes, he thought, between grief and nothing I will take grief. — William Faulkner, from “Wild Plains,” If I Forget Thee, Jerusalem. (HarperPerennial Classics June 4, 2013) Originally published 1939.
Time is the longest distance between two places. ― Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie. (New Directions; Some Pages Turned Down, Name on Side edition June 17, 1999) Originally published 1945.
You see, I was that sun, or thought I was who did believe there was that spark, that crumb in madness which is divine, though madness know no word itself for terror or for pity. — William Faulkner, Absalom, Absalom! (Vintage; Reissue edition November 1990) Originally published 1936.
What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it’s curved like a road through mountains. ― Tennessee Williams, A Streetcar Named Desire. Dramatists Play Service, Inc.; unknown edition January 1998) Originally published 1947. Premiered Ethel Barrymore Theatre, New York City, New York December 3, 1947.
The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks. — Tennessee Williams, Camino Real. (New Directions; 1 edition January 17, 1970) Originally published 1948.
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.… Continue reading William Faulkner
‘I’ll tell you what I want. Magic! Yes, yes, magic! I try to give that to people. I misinterpret things to them. I don’t tell the truth. I tell what ought to be truth. And if that is sinful, then let me be damned for it! – Don’t turn the light on!’ ― Tennessee Williams,… Continue reading Tennessee Williams