William Faulkner

The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life.

Time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.

The end of wisdom is to dream high enough to lose the dream in the seeking of it.

Henry James was one of the nicest old ladies I ever met.

- William Faulkner