He found himself understanding the wearisomeness of this life,where every path was an improvisation and a considerable part of one’s waking life was spent watching one’s feet.
WILLIAM GOLDINGI am here; and here is nowhere in particular.
More William Golding Quotes
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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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This is our island. It’s a good island. Until the grownups come to fetch us we’ll have fun.
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We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.
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As soon as Oliver Twist is serialized, people who would never dream of reading [Charles] Dickens, if they hadn’t seen him on their box, buy the paperback.
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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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It may be — I hope it is — redemption to guess and perhaps perceive that the universe, the hell which we see for all its beauty, vastness, majesty, is only part of a whole which is quite unimaginable.
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We’ve got to have rules and obey them. After all, we’re not savages. We’re English, and the English are best at everything.
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Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
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Marx, Darwin and Freud are the three most crashing bores of the Western World. Simplistic popularization of their ideas has thrust our world into a mental straitjacket from which we can only escape by the most anarchic violence.
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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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’re not savages. We’re English.
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I do like people to read the books twice, because I write my novels about ideas which concern me deeply and I think are important, and therefore I want people to take them seriously. And to read it twice of course is taking it seriously.
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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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We’re all mad, the whole damned race. We’re wrapped in illusions, delusions, confusions about the penetrability of partitions, we’re all mad and in solitary confinement.
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