The greatest pleasure is not – say – sex or geometry. It is just understanding. And if you can get people to understand their own humanity – well, that’s the job of the writer.
WILLIAM GOLDINGI’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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The thing is – fear can’t hurt you any more than a dream.
WILLIAM GOLDINGThe thing is – fear can’t hurt you any more than a dream.
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Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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How can you expect to be rescued if you don’t put first things first and act proper?
WILLIAM GOLDINGHow can you expect to be rescued if you don’t put first things first and act proper?
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
WILLIAM GOLDINGHe who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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I do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.
WILLIAM GOLDINGI do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.
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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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGI 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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Philosophy and Religion-what are they when the wind blows and the water gets up in lumps?
WILLIAM GOLDINGPhilosophy and Religion-what are they when the wind blows and the water gets up in lumps?
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The greatest ideas are the simplest.
WILLIAM GOLDINGThe greatest ideas are the simplest.
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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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGRalph 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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The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away.
WILLIAM GOLDINGThe world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away.
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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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGIf 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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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 GOLDINGTogether, 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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And I’ve been wearing specs since I was three.
WILLIAM GOLDINGAnd I’ve been wearing specs since I was three.
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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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGWe’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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Life should serve up its feast of experience in a series of courses.
WILLIAM GOLDINGLife should serve up its feast of experience in a series of courses.
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