They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate.
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More William Golding Quotes
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We’re not savages. We’re English.
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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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Serve you right if something did get you, you useless lot of cry-babies!
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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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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Life should serve up its feast of experience in a series of courses.
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A star appeared…and was momentarily eclipsed by some movement.
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Life’s scientific, but we don’t know, do we? Not certainly, I mean.
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Together, joined in effort by the burden, they staggered up the last steep of the mountain. Together, they chanted One! Two! Three! and crashed the log on to the great pile. Then they stepped back, laughing with triumphant pleasure.
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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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I believe man suffers from an appalling ignorance of his own nature. I produce my own view in the belief that it may be something like the truth.
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It wasn’t until I was 37 that I grasped the great truth that you’ve got to write your own books and nobody else’s, and then everything followed from there.
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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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I don’t think they [contemporary writers] read me either. I mean, if we’re concerned genuinely with writing, I think we probably get on with our work.
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Towards midnight the rain ceased and the clouds drifted away, so that the sky was scattered once more with the incredible lamps of stars.
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