We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.
WILLIAM GOLDINGI think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been.
More William Golding Quotes
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If I blow the conch and they don’t come back; then we’ve had it. We shan’t keep the fire going. We’ll be like animals. We’ll never be rescued.” “If you don’t blow, we’ll soon be animals anyway.
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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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At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing.
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It wasn’t until I was 37 that I grasped the great truth that you’ve got to write your own books and nobody else’s, and then everything followed from there.
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Are we savages or what?
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I do like people to read the books twice, because I write my novels about ideas which concern me deeply and I think are important, and therefore I want people to take them seriously. And to read it twice of course is taking it seriously.
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There is, they say, no fool like an old fool.
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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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The mask was a thing on it’s own, behind which Jack hid, liberated from shame and self-conciousness.
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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.
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Of the authors writing in English, I’d mention Shakespeare and Milton. But all this is terribly high-hat and makes me sound very po-faced, I’m afraid; however, I just happen to like these enormous, swinging, great creatures.
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Simon became inarticulate in his effort to express mankind’s essential illness.
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Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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