We’ve got to have rules and obey them. After all, we’re not savages. We’re English, and the English are best at everything.
WILLIAM GOLDINGIf faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
More William Golding Quotes
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How can you expect to be rescued if you don’t put first things first and act proper?
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What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?
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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.
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I do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.
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We’re not savages. We’re English.
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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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If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
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What a man does defiles him, not what is done by others.
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Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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It may be — I hope it is — redemption to guess and perhaps perceive that the universe, the hell which we see for all its beauty, vastness, majesty, is only part of a whole which is quite unimaginable.
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I am not a theologian or a philosopher. I am a story teller.
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I don’t think they [contemporary writers] read me either. I mean, if we’re concerned genuinely with writing, I think we probably get on with our work.
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I am by nature an optimist and by intellectual conviction a pessimist.
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My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.
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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.
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