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One tries to tell a truth, and one hopes that the truth has a general application rather than just a specific one.

William Golding

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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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Anyone Began Ca[Able Do Evil Man Move People Produce Understanding Without
I am here; and here is nowhere in particular.
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Here Nowhere Particular
Childhood is a disease – a sickness that you grow out of.
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People don’t help much.
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There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
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Maybe there is a beast… maybe it’s only us.
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Beast Maybe Only Us
The Navy’s a very gentlemanly business. You fire at the horizon to sink a ship and then you pull people out of the water and say, ‘Frightfully sorry, old chap.’
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Business Fire Frightfully Gentleently Horizon Navy People Say Pull Ship Very Water
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.
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Considerate Every Found Himself Improvioson Life One Part Walk Wearisomeness
His mind was crowded with memories; memories of the knowledge that had come to them when they closed in on the struggling pig, knowledge that they had outwitted a living thing, imposed their will upon it, taken away its life like a long satisfying drink.
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Close Come Crowd Knowledge Memories Min Pig Struggling Them
Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind.
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Come Dustbin Fly High Sleep Stuff Unsort Upet Wind
Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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Bash Cut Him Kill Pig Throat
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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Concern Contemporary Either Genuinely Mean Read Think Write
Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
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Around Heaven Infancy Lie Our
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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Ait Bud Candle Flower Island Open Possession Scent Spilled Wide
One tries to tell a truth, and one hopes that the truth has a general application rather than just a specific one.
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Application General Hope One Specific Tell Truth Try
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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Applying Believe Ignorance Man Nature Own Suffer

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