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“I reckon it does take a powerful trust in the Lord to guard a fellow, though sometimes I think that Cora’s a mite over-cautious, like she was trying to crowd the other folks away and get in closer than anybody else.”

Quote by William Faulkner

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As I Lay Dying

William Faulkner's 'As I Lay Dying' is a narrative told from multiple perspectives, focusing on the Bundren family's journey to bury their mother in a distant town. The novel delves into themes of identity, fate, and the American South, showcasing Faulkner's distinctive prose style and his exploration of the human condition. more

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William Faulkner
William Faulkner

William Faulkner, an American writer born on September 25, 1897, and died on July 6, 1962. Known for his unique narrative techniques and profound descriptions of Southern society and history, Faulkner is considered one of the great novelists of the 20th century. more

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