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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGThere were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
More William Golding Quotes
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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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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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How would I myself live in this proposed society? How long would it be before I went stark staring mad?
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I know there isn’t no beast-not with claws and all that, I mean-but I know there isn’t no fear, either.” Piggy paused. “Unless-” Ralph moved restlessly. “Unless what?” “Unless we get frightened of people.
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Every novel is a biography. Well, then, this is a novel [The Paper Men] which is a biography that is pretending to be an autobiography. That’s what you could say about it.
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I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been.
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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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The beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must reach the others as soon as possible.
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Ralph… would treat the day’s decisions as though he were playing chess. The only trouble was that he would never be a very good chess player.
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The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away.
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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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If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
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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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Are we savages or what?
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There’s a kinship among men who have sat by a dying fire and measured the worth of their life by it.
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