Abu-Jamal ran across the street and emptied the gun registered in his name into Faulkner.
Faulkner famously told his daughter her feelings didn't matter because "no one remembers Shakespeare's child."
Faulkner, Fitzgerald, Huxley—none of the great novelists ever had an original screenplay produced.
Lionel Trilling routinely hailed Hemingway and Faulkner, F.R. Leavis venerated D.H. Lawrence.
Whatever else they were, García Márquez and Faulkner were both great storytellers.
Faulkner assumed an air of real affliction, presumably for the departed.
On the site of this, the corner house, the local historian Faulkner lived.
Faulkner follows Lysons, and adds a detailed description of the house.
Miss Faulkner was still absent, the mulatto had apparently gone home.
Louis asked brusquely, as one who had no time to waste, "Will Faulkner's be open?"