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There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.

William Golding

If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
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Above Anything Below Face Facem Different When
The trouble was, if you were a chief you had to think, you had to be wise.
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Chief Think Trouble Wise
There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
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Claw Movement No Teeth Tera Word
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
We just got to go on, that’s all. That’s what grownups would do.
WILLIAM GOLDING

All Do Go Grown Up Just On
While I am on, I can discipline myself to that extent. When I am off, I can’t discipline myself at all. On the other hand, when I am off, there are so many things I like doing, it doesn’t really matter.
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All Discipline Extent Myself Off While
Art is partly communication, but only partly. The rest is discovery.
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Art Communication Discover Partly Rest
I do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.
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Art Communicate Think Useless
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
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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Air Call Darkness End Fall Friend Innocence People Through True Went Wise
If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
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Above Anything Below Face Facem Different When
There is, they say, no fool like an old fool.
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Fool Like Old Say
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
Only one novel is a novel: that is a successful novel.
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Novel One Only Successful
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
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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Brightness Celebrity Dress Further Hair People Person Rose Water

There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.

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