The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away.
WILLIAM GOLDINGIt may be — I hope it is — redemption to guess and perhaps perceive that the universe, the hell which we see for all its beauty, vastness, majesty, is only part of a whole which is quite unimaginable.
More William Golding Quotes
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There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
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What a man does defiles him, not what is done by others.
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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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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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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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One tries to tell a truth, and one hopes that the truth has a general application rather than just a specific one.
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Serve you right if something did get you, you useless lot of cry-babies!
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Which is better — to be a pack of painted Indians like you are, or to be sensible like Ralph is? Which is better — to have rules and agree, or to hunt and kill? Which is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up?
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Life should serve up its feast of experience in a series of courses.
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If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
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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.
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We’re all mad, the whole damned race. We’re wrapped in illusions, delusions, confusions about the penetrability of partitions, we’re all mad and in solitary confinement.
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Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
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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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They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate.
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