If faces were different when lit from above or below — what was a face? What was anything?
WILLIAM GOLDINGI believe man suffers from an appalling ignorance of his own nature. I produce my own view in the belief that it may be something like the truth.
More William Golding Quotes
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the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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The thing is – fear can’t hurt you any more than a dream.
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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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Ralph… would treat the day’s decisions as though he were playing chess. The only trouble was that he would never be a very good chess player.
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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How would I myself live in this proposed society? How long would it be before I went stark staring mad?
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We’re all mad, the whole damned race. We’re wrapped in illusions, delusions, confusions about the penetrability of partitions, we’re all mad and in solitary confinement.
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What kind of human person has a favorite eraser?
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I am here; and here is nowhere in particular.
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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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I play the piano passionately and inaccurately. Indeed, I worked out the other day that of my seventy-five years; I have spent at least one year sitting on a piano stool.
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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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Maybe there is a beast… maybe it’s only us.
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We just got to go on, that’s all. That’s what grownups would do.
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Marx, Darwin and Freud are the three most crashing bores of the Western World. Simplistic popularization of their ideas has thrust our world into a mental straitjacket from which we can only escape by the most anarchic violence.
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