Which is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up?
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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Percival was mouse-coloured and had not been very attractive even to his mother.
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Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
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What kind of human person has a favorite eraser?
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I do think that art that doesn’t communicate is useless.
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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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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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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.
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He doesn’t mind if he dies… indeed, he would like to die; but yet he fears to fall. He would welcome a long sleep; but not at the price of falling to it.
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A star appeared…and was momentarily eclipsed by some movement.
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I am not a theologian or a philosopher. I am a story teller.
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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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Which is better–to have laws and agree, or to hunt and kill?
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An orotundity, which I define as Nobelitis a pomposity in which one is treated as representative of more than oneself by someone conscious of representing more than himself.
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Serve you right if something did get you, you useless lot of cry-babies!
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The water rose further and dressed Simon’s coarse hair with brightness. The line of his cheek silvered and the turn of his shoulder became sculptured marble.
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