There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
WILLIAM GOLDINGWhat kind of human person has a favorite eraser?
More William Golding Quotes
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Which is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up?
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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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However you disguise novels, they are always biographies.
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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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Language fits over experience like a straight-jacket.
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Percival was mouse-coloured and had not been very attractive even to his mother.
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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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Life’s scientific, but we don’t know, do we? Not certainly, I mean.
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My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.
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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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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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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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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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Are we savages or what?
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We’re not savages. We’re English.
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