Requiem for a Nun

Name: Requiem for a Nun
Author: William Faulkner

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The past is never dead. It’s not even past.

— William Faulkner

Painterly coin suspended between two cupped hands above scattered autumn leaves. — Original artwork

Maybe the only thing worse than having to give gratitude constantly is having to accept it.

William Faulkner

A copper crucible on three legs holds a glowing glass sphere beneath curling purple smoke, with dark stones beside it. — Original artwork

So vast, so limitless in capacity is man’s imagination to disperse and burn away the rubble-dross of fact and probability, leaving only truth and dream.

William Faulkner

An open book has aged, crumbling pages on the left and clean blank pages on the right against a cream background. — Original artwork

The past is never dead. It’s not even past.

William Faulkner