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.
WILLIAM GOLDINGWhat kind of human person has a favorite eraser?
More William Golding Quotes
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The writer probably knows what he meant when he wrote a book, but he should immediately forget what he meant when he’s written it.
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He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
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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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I am here; and here is nowhere in particular.
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Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!
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I am by nature an optimist and by intellectual conviction a pessimist.
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There is, they say, no fool like an old fool.
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I 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.
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The skull regarded Ralph like one who knows all the answers and won’t tell.
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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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What a man does defiles him, not what is done by others.
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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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One’s intelligence may march about and about a problem, but the solution does not come gradually into view. One moment it is not. The next it is there.
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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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the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
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