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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 Golding

Only one novel is a novel: that is a successful novel.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Novel One Only Successful
My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.
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Face Gray Keep Over Peer Shoulder Step Walk Yesterday
Maybe there is a beast… maybe it’s only us.
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Beast Maybe Only Us
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
Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
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Around Heaven Infancy Lie Our
I am by nature an optimist and by intellectual conviction a pessimist.
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Condition Intelectual Nature Optimist Pessimist
Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.
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Air Call Darkness End Fall Friend Innocence People Through True Went Wise
I do like people to read the books twice, because I write my novels about ideas which concern me deeply and I think are important, and therefore I want people to take them seriously. And to read it twice of course is taking it seriously.
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Book Concern Deeply Idea Important Like Novel People Raed Therefore Think Twice
The rules!” shouted Ralph, “you’re breaking the rules!” “Who cares?
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Break Care Country People Person Rule Shout
The trouble was, if you were a chief you had to think, you had to be wise.
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Chief Think Trouble Wise
No human endeavour can ever be wholly good… it must always have a cost.
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Coat Endeavour God Human Must Wholly
Percival was mouse-coloured and had not been very attractive even to his mother.
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Attractive Beem Cloured Even Mother Mouse Percival Very
I began to write when I was seven, and I have been writing off and on ever since. It is still off and on. You can say that when I am on, when I know I have a book which I am going to write, then I write two thousand words a day. That’s so many pages longhand.
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Been Began Ever Off Say Seven Since Still When Write You
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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Come Gradually Intelligent March May One Problem Solution View
Philosophy and Religion-what are they when the wind blows and the water gets up in lumps?
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Get Lump Now Philosophy Religion Water Wind
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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Cover Development Eject Foetus Freak Made Man Natural Rob Tell Will World
I am here; and here is nowhere in particular.
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Here Nowhere Particular
While I am on, I can discipline myself to that extent. When I am off, I can’t discipline myself at all. On the other hand, when I am off, there are so many things I like doing, it doesn’t really matter.
WILLIAM GOLDING

All Discipline Extent Myself Off While
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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Beethoven Country Listen People Person Play Well
But forgiveness must not only be given but received also.
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Forgiveness Given Must Receive
What a man does defiles him, not what is done by others.
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Believe Define Done Man Other
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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Burden Chant Effort Join Last Mountain Sleep Staggered Together Two
Simon became inarticulate in his effort to express mankind’s essential illness.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Become Effort Essential Express Illness Inarticulate Mankind People
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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Anything Believe Guess Hell Merely Neither Only World
The mask was a thing on it’s own, behind which Jack hid, liberated from shame and self-conciousness.
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Behind Consciousness Country Liberated Mask Own People Person Self Shame Think
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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Bore Country Crash Most People Person Western World
the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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Cease Conch Exist Exlod Fragment Thousand

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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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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