Making or getting money is a kind of game where there are not any rules at all.
And not only an architect, as General Compson said, but an artist since only an artist could have borne those two years in order to build a house which he doubtless not only expected but firmly intended never to see again.
It is as though the space between us were time: an irrevocable quality. It is as though time, no longer running straight before us in a diminishing line, now runs parallel between us like a looping string, the distance being the doubling accretion of the thread an not the interval between.
At least this will be my chance to find out if I am what I think I am or if I just hope; if I am going to do what I have taught myself is right or if I am just going to wish I were.
Everyone in the South has no time for reading because they are all too busy writing.
We must be free not because we claim freedom, but because we practice it.
I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire; it's rather excruciating-ly apt that you will use it to gain the reducto absurdum of all human experience.
They killed us, but they ain't whooped us yet.
There is a limit to what a child can accept, assimilate; not to what it can believe because a child can believe anything, given time, but to what it can accept, a limit in time, in the very time which nourishes the believing of the incredible.
The reason you will not say it is, when you say it, even to yourself, you will know it is true.
He never denied it. He never did anything. He never acted like either a nigger or a white man. That was it. That was what made the folks so mad.
Maybe the only thing worse than having to give gratitude constantly is having to accept it.
Then the dark began to go in smooth, bright shapes, like it always does, even when Caddy says that I have been asleep.
Gratitude is a quality similar to electricity; it must be produced and discharged and used up in order to exist at all.
The grass was buzzing in the moonlight where my shadow walked on the grass.
People. They're really innately, inherently gentle and compassionate and kind. That's what wrings, wrenches...something. Your entrails, maybe. The member of the mob who holds up the whole ceremony for seconds or even minutes while he dislodges a family of bugs or lizards from the log he is about to put on the fire.
Surely there is something in madness, even the demoniac, which Satan flees, aghast at his own handiwork, and which God looks on in pity..
In Europe, being an artist is a form of behavior; in America, it's an excuse for a form of behavior.
I learned that the best way to take all people, black or white, is to take them for what they think they are, then leave them alone. That was when I realised that a nigger is not a person so much as a form of behavior; a sort of obverse reflection of the white people he lives among.
A man. All men. He will pass up a hundred chances to do good for one chance to meddle where meddling is not wanted. He will overlook and fail to see chances, opportunities, for riches and fame and welldoing, and even sometimes for evil. But he won't fail to see a chance to meddle.
It's terrible to be young. It's terrible. Terrible.