There is, they say, no fool like an old fool.
WILLIAM GOLDINGHe doesn’t mind if he dies… indeed, he would like to die; but yet he fears to fall. He would welcome a long sleep; but not at the price of falling to it.
More William Golding Quotes
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Childhood is a disease – a sickness that you grow out of.
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And I’ve been wearing specs since I was three.
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The greatest pleasure is not – say – sex or geometry. It is just understanding. And if you can get people to understand their own humanity – well, that’s the job of the writer.
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Of the authors writing in English, I’d mention Shakespeare and Milton. But all this is terribly high-hat and makes me sound very po-faced, I’m afraid; however, I just happen to like these enormous, swinging, great creatures.
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the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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His mind was crowded with memories; memories of the knowledge that had come to them when they closed in on the struggling pig, knowledge that they had outwitted a living thing, imposed their will upon it, taken away its life like a long satisfying drink.
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Only one novel is a novel: that is a successful novel.
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I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been.
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The water rose further and dressed Simon’s coarse hair with brightness. The line of his cheek silvered and the turn of his shoulder became sculptured marble.
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At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing.
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However you disguise novels, they are always biographies.
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Ralph… would treat the day’s decisions as though he were playing chess. The only trouble was that he would never be a very good chess player.
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Serve you right if something did get you, you useless lot of cry-babies!
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Worse than madness. Sanity.
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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