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Heaven lies around us in our infancy.

William Golding

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The writer probably knows what he meant when he wrote a book, but he should immediately forget what he meant when he’s written it.
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Book Forget Immediately Know Meant Probably Writer Written Wrote
Art is partly communication, but only partly. The rest is discovery.
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Art Communication Discover Partly Rest
Childhood is a disease – a sickness that you grow out of.
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Children Disease Grow Out Sickness
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
We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?
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Adult Everything Went Wrong
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
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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Anything Believe Guess Hell Merely Neither Only World
I really feel the novel has certain conveniences about it and has something so fundamental about it you could almost say that as long as there is paper, there is going to be the novel.
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Almost Certain Convenience Could Feel Fundamental Long Novel Really Say Something
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
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
He 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.
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Die Fall Fear Indeed Long Mind Price Sleep Welcome
We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.
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Disharmony Each Injury Nature Other Together
Even if you got rid of paper, you would still have story-tellers. In fact, you had the story-tellers before you had the paper.
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Before Even Fact Got Paper Still Story Teller Would
The water rose further and dressed Simon’s coarse hair with brightness. The line of his cheek silvered and the turn of his shoulder became sculptured marble.
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Brightness Celebrity Dress Further Hair People Person Rose Water
How would I myself live in this proposed society? How long would it be before I went stark staring mad?
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Before Long Mad Myself Proposed Society Stark Start
Language fits over experience like a straight-jacket.
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Experience Fit Kjacket Language Like Over Straight

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