To be in a world which is a hell, to be of that world and neither to believe in or guess at… — William Golding Copy Share Image
I will tell you what man is. He is a freak, an ejected foetus robbed of his natural development, thrown out into… — William Golding Copy Share Image
Marx, Darwin and Freud are the three most crashing bores of the Western World. Simplistic popularization of their ideas has thrust our… — William Golding Copy Share Image
Before the Second World War, I believed in the perfectability of social man; that a correct structure of society produced goodwill; and… — William Golding Copy Share Image
The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away. — William Golding Copy Share Image
Before the Second World War I believed in the perfectibility of social man; that a correct structure of society would produce goodwill;… — 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
