Kill the pig. Cut her throat. Spill her blood. William Golding More Quotes by William Golding More Quotes From William Golding I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been. William Golding strong-womennoveliststhinking Before the Second World War I believed in the perfectibility of social man; that a correct structure of society would produce goodwill; and that therefore you could remove all social ills by a reorganisation of society. .... but after the war I did not because I was unable to. I had discovered what one man could do to another... I must say that anyone who moved through those years without understanding that man produces evil as a bee produces honey, must have been blind or wrong in the head... William Golding menwaryears We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other. William Golding disharmonytogether Consider a man riding a bicycle. Whoever he is, we can say three things about him. We know he got on the bicycle and started to move. We know that at some point he will stop and get off. Most important of all, we know that if at any point between the beginning and the end of his journey he stops moving and does not get off the bicycle he will fall off it. That is a metaphor for the journey through life of any living thing, and I think of any society of living things. William Golding lifefallmoving I began to see what people were capable of doing. Anyone who moved through those years without understanding that man produces evil as a bee produces honey, must have been blind or wrong in the head. William Golding menpeopleyears What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages? William Golding savageshumansanimal I am astonished at the ease with which uninformed persons come to a settled, a passionate opinion when they have no grounds for judgment. William Golding passionateopinionease 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 Golding madconfusionrace I 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. William Golding ignorancemenbelieve A crowd of grade-three thinkers, all shouting the same thing, all warming their hands at the fire of their own prejudices, will not thank you for pointing out the contradictions in their beliefs. Man is a gregarious animal, and enjoys agreement as cows will graze all the same way on the side of a hill. William Golding fireanimalmen 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. William Golding jobssexpeople However you disguise novels, they are always biographies. William Golding disguisebiographiesnovel He lost himself in a maze of thoughts that were rendered vague by his lack of words to express them. Frowning, he tried again. William Golding mazesfrowninglost The thing is - fear can't hurt you any more than a dream. William Golding piggyhurtdream I will tell you what man is. He is a freak, an ejected foetus robbed of his natural development, thrown out into the world with a naked covering of parchment, with too little room for his teeth and a soft bulging skull like a bubble. But nature stirs a pudding there. William Golding skullsmenworld I am by nature an optimist and by intellectual conviction a pessimist. William Golding pessimistconvictionintellectual Utopias are presented for our inspection as a critique of the human state. If they are to be treated as anything but trivial exercises of the imagination. I suggest there is a simple test we can apply. We must forget the whole paraphernalia of social description, demonstration, expostulation, approbation, condemnation. We have to say to ourselves, How would I myself live in this proposed society? How long would it be before I went stark staring mad? William Golding simpleexerciselong No human endeavour can ever be wholly good... it must always have a cost. William Golding endeavourcosthumans My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder. William Golding hikingjourneypast At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing. William Golding visionmomentseye
