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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.

William Golding

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.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Burden Chant Effort Join Last Mountain Sleep Staggered Together Two
I do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.
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Art Communicate Think Useless
The beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must reach the others as soon as possible.
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Beast Harmless Horrible Must News Other Possible Reach Soon
There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
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Claw Movement No Teeth Tera Word
What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?
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Animal Human Savage
Which is better–to have laws and agree, or to hunt and kill?
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Agree Better Hunt Kill
I really feel the novel has certain conveniences about it and has something so fundamental about it you could almost say that as long as there is paper, there is going to be the novel.
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Almost Certain Convenience Could Feel Fundamental Long Novel Really Say Something
However you disguise novels, they are always biographies.
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Always Biography Disguise Novel
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
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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Crow Grade Hand Prejudice Same Shout Thing Thinker Warning
Maybe there is a beast… maybe it’s only us.
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Beast Maybe Only Us
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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Book Forget Immediately Know Meant Probably Writer Written Wrote
I hope my books make statements about our general condition.
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Book Condition General Hope Make Statement
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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Beast Claw Fear Know Mean No Pause Piggy
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’ve come across a novel called The Palm-Wine Drinkard, by the Nigerian writer Amos Tutuola, that is really remarkable because it is a kind of fantasy of West African mythology all told in West African English which, of course, is not the same as standard English.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Call Come Cross Dimkard Kind Novel Palm Person Really Remarkable Wine Writer

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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