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I do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.

William Golding

the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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Cease Conch Exist Exlod Fragment Thousand
The candle-buds opened their wide white flowers….Their scent spilled out into the air and took possession of the island.
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Ait Bud Candle Flower Island Open Possession Scent Spilled Wide
Life’s scientific, but we don’t know, do we? Not certainly, I mean.
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Certainty Know Life Mean Scientific
You’ll get back to where you came from.
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Back Came From Get
I play the piano passionately and inaccurately. Indeed, I worked out the other day that of my seventy-five years; I have spent at least one year sitting on a piano stool.
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Day Five Inaccurately Indeed Other Passionate Piano Play Seventy Work Year
Art is partly communication, but only partly. The rest is discovery.
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Art Communication Discover Partly Rest
I do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.
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Art Communicate Think Useless
One tries to tell a truth, and one hopes that the truth has a general application rather than just a specific one.
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Application General Hope One Specific Tell Truth Try
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
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
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
Language fits over experience like a straight-jacket.
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Experience Fit Kjacket Language Like Over Straight
He lost himself in a maze of thoughts that were rendered vague by his lack of words to express them. Frowning, he tried again.
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Again Express Follow Himself Lack Lost Maze Render Thought Vague Word
Are we savages or what?
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All Savage What
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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Among Dry Kinship Life Measure Men Sat Worth
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

I do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.

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