There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
WILLIAM GOLDINGThis is our island. It’s a good island. Until the grownups come to fetch us we’ll have fun.
More William Golding Quotes
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Beethoven for listening; Liszt, Chopin, and Beethoven for playing as well as Bach and Prokofiev and so on. If I kept going, this list would spiral. It’s as wide as literature; in fact, it is probably wider.
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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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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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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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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The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away.
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Which is better–to have laws and agree, or to hunt and kill?
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It may be — I hope it is — redemption to guess and perhaps perceive that the universe, the hell which we see for all its beauty, vastness, majesty, is only part of a whole which is quite unimaginable.
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What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?
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If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
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A star appeared…and was momentarily eclipsed by some movement.
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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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I am here; and here is nowhere in particular.
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the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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There is, they say, no fool like an old fool.
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