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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGEvery novel is a biography. Well, then, this is a novel [The Paper Men] which is a biography that is pretending to be an autobiography. That’s what you could say about it.
More William Golding Quotes
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Art is partly communication, but only partly. The rest is discovery.
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How can you expect to be rescued if you don’t put first things first and act proper?
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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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The rules!” shouted Ralph, “you’re breaking the rules!” “Who cares?
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But forgiveness must not only be given but received also.
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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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What a man does defiles him, not what is done by others.
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If I blow the conch and they don’t come back; then we’ve had it. We shan’t keep the fire going. We’ll be like animals. We’ll never be rescued.” “If you don’t blow, we’ll soon be animals anyway.
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Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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Which is better–to have laws and agree, or to hunt and kill?
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My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.
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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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They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate.
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I began to see what people were capable of doing. Anyone who moved through those years without understanding that man produces evil as a bee produces honey, must have been blind or wrong in the head.
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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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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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If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
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Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
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The beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must reach the others as soon as possible.
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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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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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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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Simon became inarticulate in his effort to express mankind’s essential illness.
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Childhood is a disease – a sickness that you grow out of.
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Worse than madness. Sanity.
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the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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