They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate. — William Golding Copy Share Image
I began to write when I was seven, and I have been writing off and on ever since. It is still off… — William Golding Copy Share Image
I wouldn't have thought that the techniques of story-telling, which is what the novel is after all, can vary much because there… — William Golding Copy Share Image
Together, joined in effort by the burden, they staggered up the last steep of the mountain. Together, they chanted One! Two! Three!… — William Golding Copy Share Image
Latin, as we all know, ultimately broke down into Spanish, Italian, French, and so on. One wonders whether there will be an… — William Golding Copy Share Image
The man who tells the tale if he has a tale worth telling will know exactly what he is about and this… — William Golding Copy Share Image
Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man's heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called… — William Golding Copy Share Image
“Once more, amid the breeze, the shouting, the slanting sunlight on the high mountain, was shed that glamour, that strange invisible light of friendship,… — William Golding Copy Share Image
“There ought to be some mode of life where all love is good, where one love can't compete with another but adds to it.” — William Golding Copy Share Image
His mind was crowded with memories; memories of the knowledge that had come to them when they closed in on the struggling pig, knowledge… — William Golding Copy Share Image
“I stood, in shame and confusion, seeing for the first time despite my anger a different picture of Evie in her life-long struggle to… — William Golding Copy Share Image
When you take a child who's hollering like hell, sit him on your knee, and say "once upon a time", you stop him hollering.… — William Golding Copy Share Image
The beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must reach the others as soon as possible. — William Golding Copy Share Image
“He tried to convey the compulsion to track down and kill that was swallowing him up.” — William Golding Copy Share Image
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… — William Golding Copy Share Image
