This is our island. It’s a good island. Until the grownups come to fetch us we’ll have fun.
WILLIAM GOLDINGHe doesn’t mind if he dies… indeed, he would like to die; but yet he fears to fall. He would welcome a long sleep; but not at the price of falling to it.
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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I am by nature an optimist and by intellectual conviction a pessimist.
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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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The rules!” shouted Ralph, “you’re breaking the rules!” “Who cares?
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To be in a world which is a hell, to be of that world and neither to believe in or guess at anything but that world is not merely hell but the only possible damnation: the act of a man damning himself. It may be
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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I know there isn’t no beast-not with claws and all that, I mean-but I know there isn’t no fear, either.” Piggy paused. “Unless-” Ralph moved restlessly. “Unless what?” “Unless we get frightened of people.
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The greatest ideas are the simplest.
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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.
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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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The skull regarded Ralph like one who knows all the answers and won’t tell.
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You’ll get back to where you came from.
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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.
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People don’t help much.
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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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