You’ll get back to where you came from.
WILLIAM GOLDINGEven if you got rid of paper, you would still have story-tellers. In fact, you had the story-tellers before you had the paper.
More William Golding Quotes
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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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My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.
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Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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Simon became inarticulate in his effort to express mankind’s essential illness.
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I know there isn’t no beast-not with claws and all that, I mean-but I know there isn’t no fear, either.” Piggy paused. “Unless-” Ralph moved restlessly. “Unless what?” “Unless we get frightened of people.
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How would I myself live in this proposed society? How long would it be before I went stark staring mad?
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The thing is – fear can’t hurt you any more than a dream.
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No human endeavour can ever be wholly good… it must always have a cost.
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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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 began to write when I was seven, and I have been writing off and on ever since. It is still off and on. You can say that when I am on, when I know I have a book which I am going to write, then I write two thousand words a day. That’s so many pages longhand.
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Ralph… would treat the day’s decisions as though he were playing chess. The only trouble was that he would never be a very good chess player.
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Maybe there is a beast… maybe it’s only us.
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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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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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