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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGSimon became inarticulate in his effort to express mankind’s essential illness.
More William Golding Quotes
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Only one novel is a novel: that is a successful novel.
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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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The skull regarded Ralph like one who knows all the answers and won’t tell.
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Philosophy and Religion-what are they when the wind blows and the water gets up in lumps?
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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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I hope my books make statements about our general condition.
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We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.
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Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind.
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The greatest ideas are the simplest.
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We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?
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The rules!” shouted Ralph, “you’re breaking the rules!” “Who cares?
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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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To be in a world which is a hell, to be of that world and neither to believe in or guess at anything but that world is not merely hell but the only possible damnation: the act of a man damning himself. It may be
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Are we savages or what?
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The beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must reach the others as soon as possible.
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