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He became absorbed beyond mere happiness as he felt himself exercising control over living things. He talked to them, urging them, ordering them. Driven back by the tide, his footprints became bays in which they were trapped and gave him the illusion of mastery.

William Golding

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 GOLDING

Been Began Ever Off Say Seven Since Still When Write You
At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing.
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Eyes Moment Nothing See Vision
And I’ve been wearing specs since I was three.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Been Since Specs Three Wear
I’m scared of him,” said Piggy, “and that’s why I know him. If you’re scared of someone you hate him but you can’t stop thinking about him. You kid yourself he’s all right really, an’ then when you see him again; it’s like asthma an’ you can’t breathe.
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Hate Known Piggy Scare Someone Think
Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Come Dustbin Fly High Sleep Stuff Unsort Upet Wind
Simon became inarticulate in his effort to express mankind’s essential illness.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Become Effort Essential Express Illness Inarticulate Mankind People
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 think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been.
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Always Been Foolish Pretend Superior Think
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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Considerate Every Found Himself Improvioson Life One Part Walk Wearisomeness
We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.
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Disharmony Each Injury Nature Other Together
There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
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Claw Movement No Teeth Tera Word
Towards midnight the rain ceased and the clouds drifted away, so that the sky was scattered once more with the incredible lamps of stars.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Away Cease Cloud Drift Incredible Lamp Mighnight More Once Scatter Sky Star Towards
He doesn’t mind if he dies… indeed, he would like to die; but yet he fears to fall. He would welcome a long sleep; but not at the price of falling to it.
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Die Fall Fear Indeed Long Mind Price Sleep Welcome
Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
WILLIAM GOLDING

Bash Cut Him Kill Pig Throat
I do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Art Communicate Think Useless
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.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Beethoven Country Listen People Person Play Well
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
I hope my books make statements about our general condition.
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Book Condition General Hope Make Statement
Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! You knew, didn’t you? I’m part of you? Close, close, close! I’m the reason why it’s no go? Why things are what they are?
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Beast Close Fancy Kill Knew Part Something Think
No human endeavour can ever be wholly good… it must always have a cost.
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Coat Endeavour God Human Must Wholly
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
The thing is – fear can’t hurt you any more than a dream.
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Dream Fear Hurt More Thing
There is, they say, no fool like an old fool.
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Fool Like Old Say
Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
WILLIAM GOLDING

Around Heaven Infancy Lie Our
What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?
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Animal Human Savage
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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Box Country Dream never People Person Raed Seen Serialized Soon
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 became absorbed beyond mere happiness as he felt himself exercising control over living things. He talked to them, urging them, ordering them. Driven back by the tide, his footprints became bays in which they were trapped and gave him the illusion of mastery.

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He became absorbed beyond mere happiness as he felt himself exercising control over living things. He talked to them, urging them, ordering them. Driven back by the tide, his footprints became bays in which they were trapped and gave him the illusion of mastery.

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