Sólo el campo de batalla revela al hombre su propia locura y desesperación y la victoria es ilusión de filósofos e idiotas. - William Faulkner

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Sólo el campo de batalla revela al hombre su propia locura y desesperación y la victoria es ilusión de filósofos e idiotas.

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About William Faulkner

William Cuthbert Faulkner (September 25, 1897 – July 6, 1962) was an American novelist and short story writer whose works feature his native state of Mississippi. He was regarded as one of the most influential writers of the twentieth century and was awarded the 1949 Nobel Prize for Literature.

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Birth Name: William Cuthbert Falkner
Native Name: William Cuthbert Faulkner
Alternative Names: William Falkner

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