His mind was crowded with memories; memories of the knowledge that had come to them when they closed in on the struggling pig, knowledge that they had outwitted a living thing, imposed their will upon it, taken away its life like a long satisfying drink.
WILLIAM GOLDINGI 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.
More William Golding Quotes
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They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate.
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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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What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?
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We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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I began to write when I was seven, and I have been writing off and on ever since. It is still off and on. You can say that when I am on, when I know I have a book which I am going to write, then I write two thousand words a day. That’s so many pages longhand.
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At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing.
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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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The mask was a thing on it’s own, behind which Jack hid, liberated from shame and self-conciousness.
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We’re not savages. We’re English.
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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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You’ll get back to where you came from.
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Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! You knew, didn’t you? I’m part of you? Close, close, close! I’m the reason why it’s no go? Why things are what they are?
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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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Which is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up?
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Serve you right if something did get you, you useless lot of cry-babies!
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Which is better–to have laws and agree, or to hunt and kill?
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The trouble was, if you were a chief you had to think, you had to be wise.
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We just got to go on, that’s all. That’s what grownups would do.
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Philosophy and Religion-what are they when the wind blows and the water gets up in lumps?
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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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Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
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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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Graham Greene at 82 years old was still writing, and I don’t think anyone can deny the force, the expertise, and the unique quality of his writing, if you take his complete oeuvre.
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I am here; and here is nowhere in particular.
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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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