No human endeavour can ever be wholly good… it must always have a cost.
WILLIAM GOLDINGthe conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
More William Golding Quotes
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But forgiveness must not only be given but received also.
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The greatest pleasure is not – say – sex or geometry. It is just understanding. And if you can get people to understand their own humanity – well, that’s the job of the writer.
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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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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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This is our island. It’s a good island. Until the grownups come to fetch us we’ll have fun.
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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’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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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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An orotundity, which I define as Nobelitis a pomposity in which one is treated as representative of more than oneself by someone conscious of representing more than himself.
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Are we savages or what?
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The trouble was, if you were a chief you had to think, you had to be wise.
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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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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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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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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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