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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?

William Golding

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The Navy’s a very gentlemanly business. You fire at the horizon to sink a ship and then you pull people out of the water and say, ‘Frightfully sorry, old chap.’
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Business Fire Frightfully Gentleently Horizon Navy People Say Pull Ship Very Water
If I blow the conch and they don’t come back; then we’ve had it. We shan’t keep the fire going. We’ll be like animals. We’ll never be rescued.” “If you don’t blow, we’ll soon be animals anyway.
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Blow Come Back Conch
We’re not savages. We’re English.
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English Language Savage
The candle-buds opened their wide white flowers….Their scent spilled out into the air and took possession of the island.
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Ait Bud Candle Flower Island Open Possession Scent Spilled Wide
Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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Bash Cut Him Kill Pig Throat
I am here; and here is nowhere in particular.
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Here Nowhere Particular
Percival was mouse-coloured and had not been very attractive even to his mother.
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Attractive Beem Cloured Even Mother Mouse Percival Very
I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been.
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Always Been Foolish Pretend Superior Think
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 mask was a thing on it’s own, behind which Jack hid, liberated from shame and self-conciousness.
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Behind Consciousness Country Liberated Mask Own People Person Self Shame Think
At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing.
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Eyes Moment Nothing See Vision
He lost himself in a maze of thoughts that were rendered vague by his lack of words to express them. Frowning, he tried again.
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Again Express Follow Himself Lack Lost Maze Render Thought Vague Word
I believe man suffers from an appalling ignorance of his own nature. I produce my own view in the belief that it may be something like the truth.
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Applying Believe Ignorance Man Nature Own Suffer
Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind.
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Come Dustbin Fly High Sleep Stuff Unsort Upet Wind
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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Cover Development Eject Foetus Freak Made Man Natural Rob Tell Will World
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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