“There is a kind of tragic sublimity, in Faulkner’s work, to the white South’s wrongness, to the magnitude of the guilt, & the extent of the attempt to deny or forget it. But a tragedy only ever ends one way…”
— Josh Hochschild (@JoshHochschild) August 20, 2020
@evankindley in @newrepublic https://t.co/Q2cZaL2qlV
A fair characterization of Faulkner and his feelings and motives?
