There is, they say, no fool like an old fool.
WILLIAM GOLDINGThere’s a kinship among men who have sat by a dying fire and measured the worth of their life by it.
More William Golding Quotes
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I hope my books make statements about our general condition.
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Which is better — to be a pack of painted Indians like you are, or to be sensible like Ralph is? Which is better — to have rules and agree, or to hunt and kill? Which is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up?
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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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I am not a theologian or a philosopher. I am a story teller.
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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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We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?
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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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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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We just got to go on, that’s all. That’s what grownups would do.
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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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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.
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I’m scared of him,” said Piggy, “and that’s why I know him. If you’re scared of someone you hate him but you can’t stop thinking about him. You kid yourself he’s all right really, an’ then when you see him again; it’s like asthma an’ you can’t breathe.
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The greatest ideas are the simplest.
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Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind.
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He became absorbed beyond mere happiness as he felt himself exercising control over living things. He talked to them, urging them, ordering them. Driven back by the tide, his footprints became bays in which they were trapped and gave him the illusion of mastery.
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