The skull regarded Ralph like one who knows all the answers and won't tell. William Golding More Quotes by William Golding More Quotes From William Golding Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in! William Golding piggycuttingpigs Honestly, I haven't the time to read contemporary writers. I know this is awful, but in the main it is true. William Golding honestlycontemporaryawful There's a kinship among men who have sat by a dying fire and measured the worth of their life by it. William Golding dyingfiremen Maybe, he said hesitantly, maybe there is a beast. The assembly cried out savagely and Ralph stood up in amazement. You, Simon? You believe in this? I don't know, said Simon. His heartbeats were choking him. [...] Ralph shouted. Hear him! He's got the conch! What I mean is . . . maybe it's only us. Nuts! That was from Piggy, shocked out of decorum. William Golding nutsmeanbelieve I do like people to read the books twice, because I write my novels about ideas which concern me deeply and I think are important, and therefore I want people to take them seriously. And to read it twice of course is taking it seriously. William Golding writingbookthinking The pile of guts was a black blob of flies that buzzed like a saw. After a while these flies found Simon. Gorged, they alighted by his runnels of sweat and drank. They tickled under his nostrils and played leapfrog on his thighs. They were black and iridescent green and without number; and in front of Simon, the Lord of the Flies hung on his stick and grinned. At last Simon gave up and looked back; saw the white teeth and dim eyes, the blood—and his gaze was held by that ancient, inescapable recognition. William Golding eyewhitenumbers 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. William Golding effortlaughingtwo Simon became inarticulate in his effort to express mankind's essential illness. William Golding illnesseffortessentials How would I myself live in this proposed society? How long would it be before I went stark staring mad? William Golding utopiamadlong This is our island. It's a good island. Until the grownups come to fetch us we'll have fun. William Golding fetchislandsfun The trouble was, if you were a chief you had to think, you had to be wise. William Golding troublewisethinking Which is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up? William Golding rescuehuntinglaw 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. William Golding writingmeanthinking Only one novel is a novel: that is a successful novel. William Golding novelsuccessful 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. William Golding hatekidsthinking The rules!" shouted Ralph, "you're breaking the rules!" "Who cares? William Golding who-carescare You have the older generation like Iris Murdoch and Angus Wilson who are not as old as Graham Greene, but still are coming on. I dare say anyone who knew the scene better than I know it could fill it in with a very satisfactory supply of novels. William Golding generationsirisesscene Are we savages or what? William Golding savages He became absorbed beyond mere happiness as he felt himself exercising control over living things. He talked to them, urging them, ordering them. Driven back by the tide, his footprints became bays in which they were trapped and gave him the illusion of mastery. William Golding masterytidesexercise 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. William Golding playing-chessdecisionplayer
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