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Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.

William Golding

Maybe there is a beast… maybe it’s only us.
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Beast Maybe Only Us
I am astonished at the ease with which uninformed persons come to a settled, a passionate opinion when they have no grounds for judgment.
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Astonish Ease Prison Settle Uniform
He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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Nile Ride Sall Sea Wovenm Patience
What a man does defiles him, not what is done by others.
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Believe Define Done Man Other
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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Geometry Get Greatest Humanity Own People Pleasure Say Sex Understanding
Beethoven for listening; Liszt, Chopin, and Beethoven for playing as well as Bach and Prokofiev and so on. If I kept going, this list would spiral. It’s as wide as literature; in fact, it is probably wider.
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Beethoven Country Listen People Person Play Well
Art is partly communication, but only partly. The rest is discovery.
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Art Communication Discover Partly Rest
Childhood is a disease – a sickness that you grow out of.
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Children Disease Grow Out Sickness
I’ve come across a novel called The Palm-Wine Drinkard, by the Nigerian writer Amos Tutuola, that is really remarkable because it is a kind of fantasy of West African mythology all told in West African English which, of course, is not the same as standard English.
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Call Come Cross Dimkard Kind Novel Palm Person Really Remarkable Wine Writer
I believe man suffers from an appalling ignorance of his own nature. I produce my own view in the belief that it may be something like the truth.
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Applying Believe Ignorance Man Nature Own Suffer
Together, joined in effort by the burden, they staggered up the last steep of the mountain. Together, they chanted One! Two! Three! and crashed the log on to the great pile. Then they stepped back, laughing with triumphant pleasure.
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Burden Chant Effort Join Last Mountain Sleep Staggered Together Two
Life’s scientific, but we don’t know, do we? Not certainly, I mean.
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Certainty Know Life Mean Scientific
Towards midnight the rain ceased and the clouds drifted away, so that the sky was scattered once more with the incredible lamps of stars.
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Away Cease Cloud Drift Incredible Lamp Mighnight More Once Scatter Sky Star Towards
He lost himself in a maze of thoughts that were rendered vague by his lack of words to express them. Frowning, he tried again.
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Again Express Follow Himself Lack Lost Maze Render Thought Vague Word
It wasn’t until I was 37 that I grasped the great truth that you’ve got to write your own books and nobody else’s, and then everything followed from there.
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Book Else Everything Follow Grasp Great Nobody Own Seven Thirty Truth Until
Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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Bash Cut Him Kill Pig Throat

Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.

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