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Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind.

William Golding

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
In India the odd thing is that English is this almost artificial language floating on the surface of a place with about fifty other languages. The same is true of Nigeria but even more so.
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Almost Artificial Country English Fifty Float Language Odd Other Place Surface Thing
What kind of human person has a favorite eraser?
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Eraser Favorite Human Kind Person
The rules!” shouted Ralph, “you’re breaking the rules!” “Who cares?
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Break Care Country People Person Rule Shout
People don’t help much.
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Help Much People
Childhood is a disease – a sickness that you grow out of.
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Children Disease Grow Out Sickness
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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Close Come Crowd Knowledge Memories Min Pig Struggling Them
There’s a kinship among men who have sat by a dying fire and measured the worth of their life by it.
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Among Dry Kinship Life Measure Men Sat Worth
He became absorbed beyond mere happiness as he felt himself exercising control over living things. He talked to them, urging them, ordering them. Driven back by the tide, his footprints became bays in which they were trapped and gave him the illusion of mastery.
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Absorb Become Beyond Control Describe Excercise Felt Happiness Himself Living Thing
My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.
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Face Gray Keep Over Peer Shoulder Step Walk Yesterday
This is our island. It’s a good island. Until the grownups come to fetch us we’ll have fun.
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Fetch Fun Good Grownup Island Until
Are we savages or what?
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All Savage What
A crowd of grade-three thinkers, all shouting the same thing, all warming their hands at the fire of their own prejudices, will not thank you for pointing out the contradictions in their beliefs. Man is a gregarious animal, and enjoys agreement as cows will graze all the same way on the side of a hill.
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Crow Grade Hand Prejudice Same Shout Thing Thinker Warning
How would I myself live in this proposed society? How long would it be before I went stark staring mad?
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Before Long Mad Myself Proposed Society Stark Start
We’ve got to have rules and obey them. After all, we’re not savages. We’re English, and the English are best at everything.
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Best English Everything Obey Rule Savage Them
Even if you got rid of paper, you would still have story-tellers. In fact, you had the story-tellers before you had the paper.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Before Even Fact Got Paper Still Story Teller Would

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