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William Faulkner
I am telling the same story over and over, which is myself and the world... This I think accounts for what people call the obscurity, the involved formless "style", endless sentences. I’m trying to say it all in one sentence, between one Cap and one period. I’m still trying to put it all, if possible, on one pinhead. I don’t know how to do it. All I know is to keep on trying in a new way.