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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGThe beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must reach the others as soon as possible.
More William Golding Quotes
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We’re not savages. We’re English.
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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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At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing.
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Only one novel is a novel: that is a successful novel.
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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.
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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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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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Which is better — to be a pack of painted Indians like you are, or to be sensible like Ralph is? Which is better — to have rules and agree, or to hunt and kill? Which is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up?
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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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He lost himself in a maze of thoughts that were rendered vague by his lack of words to express them. Frowning, he tried again.
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the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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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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A crowd of grade-three thinkers, all shouting the same thing, all warming their hands at the fire of their own prejudices, will not thank you for pointing out the contradictions in their beliefs. Man is a gregarious animal, and enjoys agreement as cows will graze all the same way on the side of a hill.
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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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Worse than madness. Sanity.
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