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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGThe trouble was, if you were a chief you had to think, you had to be wise.
More William Golding Quotes
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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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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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Life should serve up its feast of experience in a series of courses.
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The trouble was, if you were a chief you had to think, you had to be wise.
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Marx, Darwin and Freud are the three most crashing bores of the Western World. Simplistic popularization of their ideas has thrust our world into a mental straitjacket from which we can only escape by the most anarchic violence.
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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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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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I hope my books make statements about our general condition.
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The thing is – fear can’t hurt you any more than a dream.
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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 skull regarded Ralph like one who knows all the answers and won’t tell.
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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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Childhood is a disease – a sickness that you grow out of.
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He doesn’t mind if he dies… indeed, he would like to die; but yet he fears to fall. He would welcome a long sleep; but not at the price of falling to it.
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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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