He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
WILLIAM GOLDINGIf faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
More William Golding Quotes
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I am not a theologian or a philosopher. I am a story teller.
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Which is better–to have laws and agree, or to hunt and kill?
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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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Every novel is a biography. Well, then, this is a novel [The Paper Men] which is a biography that is pretending to be an autobiography. That’s what you could say about it.
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We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?
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Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! You knew, didn’t you? I’m part of you? Close, close, close! I’m the reason why it’s no go? Why things are what they are?
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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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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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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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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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People don’t help much.
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The rules!” shouted Ralph, “you’re breaking the rules!” “Who cares?
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The skull regarded Ralph like one who knows all the answers and won’t tell.
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Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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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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