I am astonished at the ease with which uninformed persons come to a settled, a passionate opinion when they have no grounds for judgment.
WILLIAM GOLDINGWhat a man does defiles him, not what is done by others.
More William Golding Quotes
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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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No human endeavour can ever be wholly good… it must always have a cost.
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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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Language fits over experience like a straight-jacket.
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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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There’s a kinship among men who have sat by a dying fire and measured the worth of their life by it.
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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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One’s intelligence may march about and about a problem, but the solution does not come gradually into view. One moment it is not. The next it is there.
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We just got to go on, that’s all. That’s what grownups would do.
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Childhood is a disease – a sickness that you grow out of.
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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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If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
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Are we savages or what?
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They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate.
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The candle-buds opened their wide white flowers….Their scent spilled out into the air and took possession of the island.
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