How can you expect to be rescued if you don’t put first things first and act proper?
WILLIAM GOLDINGWhich is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up?
More William Golding Quotes
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We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.
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You have the older generation like Iris Murdoch and Angus Wilson who are not as old as Graham Greene, but still are coming on. I dare say anyone who knew the scene better than I know it could fill it in with a very satisfactory supply of novels.
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Beethoven for listening; Liszt, Chopin, and Beethoven for playing as well as Bach and Prokofiev and so on. If I kept going, this list would spiral. It’s as wide as literature; in fact, it is probably wider.
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There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
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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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Which is better–to have laws and agree, or to hunt and kill?
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The mask was a thing on it’s own, behind which Jack hid, liberated from shame and self-conciousness.
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One’s intelligence may march about and about a problem, but the solution does not come gradually into view. One moment it is not. The next it is there.
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There is, they say, no fool like an old fool.
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Nothing is so impenetrable as laughter in a language you don’t understand.
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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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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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How would I myself live in this proposed society? How long would it be before I went stark staring mad?
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I will tell you what man is. He is a freak, an ejected foetus robbed of his natural development, thrown out into the world with a naked covering of parchment, with too little room for his teeth and a soft bulging skull like a bubble. But nature stirs a pudding there.
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Honestly, I haven’t the time to read contemporary writers. I know this is awful, but in the main it is true.
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