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However you disguise novels, they are always biographies.

William Golding

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Of the authors writing in English, I’d mention Shakespeare and Milton. But all this is terribly high-hat and makes me sound very po-faced, I’m afraid; however, I just happen to like these enormous, swinging, great creatures.
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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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If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
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I am here; and here is nowhere in particular.
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Nothing is so impenetrable as laughter in a language you don’t understand.
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Imperitable Language Laughter Nothing Understand
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
What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?
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There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
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I play the piano passionately and inaccurately. Indeed, I worked out the other day that of my seventy-five years; I have spent at least one year sitting on a piano stool.
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Language fits over experience like a straight-jacket.
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Experience Fit Kjacket Language Like Over Straight
the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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Cease Conch Exist Exlod Fragment Thousand
An orotundity, which I define as Nobelitis a pomposity in which one is treated as representative of more than oneself by someone conscious of representing more than himself.
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Conscious Define Less More Nobelities One Orotundity Proposity Representative Someone Treat
However you disguise novels, they are always biographies.
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Always Biography Disguise Novel
The rules!” shouted Ralph, “you’re breaking the rules!” “Who cares?
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And I’ve been wearing specs since I was three.
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Been Since Specs Three Wear
A star appeared…and was momentarily eclipsed by some movement.
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Appear Eclipse Momentarily Movement Some Star
The beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must reach the others as soon as possible.
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Beast Harmless Horrible Must News Other Possible Reach Soon
Are we savages or what?
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All Savage What
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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Air Call Darkness End Fall Friend Innocence People Through True Went Wise
The skull regarded Ralph like one who knows all the answers and won’t tell.
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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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Crow Grade Hand Prejudice Same Shout Thing Thinker Warning
I began to write when I was seven, and I have been writing off and on ever since. It is still off and on. You can say that when I am on, when I know I have a book which I am going to write, then I write two thousand words a day. That’s so many pages longhand.
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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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It wasn’t until I was 37 that I grasped the great truth that you’ve got to write your own books and nobody else’s, and then everything followed from there.
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Book Else Everything Follow Grasp Great Nobody Own Seven Thirty Truth Until
There is, they say, no fool like an old fool.
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Fool Like Old Say
I am by nature an optimist and by intellectual conviction a pessimist.
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Condition Intelectual Nature Optimist Pessimist
His mind was crowded with memories; memories of the knowledge that had come to them when they closed in on the struggling pig, knowledge that they had outwitted a living thing, imposed their will upon it, taken away its life like a long satisfying drink.
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