Are we savages or what?
WILLIAM GOLDINGI 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.
More William Golding Quotes
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Which is better–to have laws and agree, or to hunt and kill?
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What kind of human person has a favorite eraser?
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The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away.
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The beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must reach the others as soon as possible.
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I am astonished at the ease with which uninformed persons come to a settled, a passionate opinion when they have no grounds for judgment.
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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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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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No human endeavour can ever be wholly good… it must always have a cost.
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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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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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Percival was mouse-coloured and had not been very attractive even to his mother.
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I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been.
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Childhood is a disease – a sickness that you grow out of.
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Life’s scientific, but we don’t know, do we? Not certainly, I mean.
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Which is better — to be a pack of painted Indians like you are, or to be sensible like Ralph is? Which is better — to have rules and agree, or to hunt and kill? Which is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up?
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