Sleep is when all the unsorted stuff comes flying out as from a dustbin upset in a high wind.
WILLIAM GOLDINGWe have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.
More William Golding Quotes
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Serve you right if something did get you, you useless lot of cry-babies!
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Nothing is so impenetrable as laughter in a language you don’t understand.
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The greatest pleasure is not – say – sex or geometry. It is just understanding. And if you can get people to understand their own humanity – well, that’s the job of the writer.
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Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.
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The skull regarded Ralph like one who knows all the answers and won’t tell.
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The rules!” shouted Ralph, “you’re breaking the rules!” “Who cares?
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We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.
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Life should serve up its feast of experience in a series of courses.
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The thing is – fear can’t hurt you any more than a dream.
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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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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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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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The mask was a thing on it’s own, behind which Jack hid, liberated from shame and self-conciousness.
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Maybe there is a beast… maybe it’s only us.
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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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