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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGA star appeared…and was momentarily eclipsed by some movement.
More William Golding Quotes
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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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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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There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
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The trouble was, if you were a chief you had to think, you had to be wise.
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Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
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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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The Navy’s a very gentlemanly business. You fire at the horizon to sink a ship and then you pull people out of the water and say, ‘Frightfully sorry, old chap.’
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Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away.
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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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Maybe there is a beast… maybe it’s only us.
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The greatest ideas are the simplest.
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Percival was mouse-coloured and had not been very attractive even to his mother.
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Graham Greene at 82 years old was still writing, and I don’t think anyone can deny the force, the expertise, and the unique quality of his writing, if you take his complete oeuvre.
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the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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