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The water rose further and dressed Simon's coarse hair with brightness. The line of his cheek silvered and the turn of his shoulder became sculptured marble...
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William Golding |
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The skull regarded Ralph like one who knows all the answers but won't tell.
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William Golding |
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We're not savages. We're English.
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William Golding |
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Which is better -- to be a pack of painted Indians like you are, or to be sensible like Ralph is? Which is better -- to have rules and agree, or to hunt and kill? Which is better, law and rescue, or hunting and breaking things up?
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William Golding |
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You'll get back to where you came from.
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William Golding |
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Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill!
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William Golding |
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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 bloo..
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William Golding |
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Are we savages or what?
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William Golding |
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And in the middle of them, with filthy body, matted hair, and unwiped nose, 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 Piggy.
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William Golding |
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He knelt among the shadows and felt his isolation bitterly. They were savages it was true; but they were human.
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ralph
savages
survival
human-nature
monsters
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They agreed passionately out of the depths of their tormented lives.
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William Golding |
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You're a beast and a swine and a bloody, bloody thief!
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William Golding |
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Art is partly communication, but only partly. The rest is discovery.
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discovery
communication
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William Golding |
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If only one had time to think!
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William Golding |
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The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away. Once there was this and that; and now-and the ship had gone.
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William Golding |
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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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William Golding |
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The thing is---fear can't hold you any more than a dream...
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William Golding |
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He forgot his wounds, his hunger and thirst, and became fear; hopeless fear
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William Golding |
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Life's scientific, but we don't know, do we? Not certainly, I mean.
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William Golding |
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We musn't let anything happen to Piggy, must we?
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William Golding |
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The half-shut eyes were dim with the infinite cynicism of adult life.
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William Golding |
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I tell you, money can't build your spire for you. Build it of gold and it would simply sink deeper.
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money
impossibility
power
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William Golding |
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Daylight might have answered yes; but darkness and the horrors of death said no.
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William Golding |
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Iti spun un lucru. Ce este mai apropiat decat fratele de frate, mama de copil?Ce este mai apropiat decat mana de gura, gandul de minte? E viziunea, Roger. Nu ma astept ca tu sa intelegi asta... -Dar pricep,mai incape vorba! Jocelin isi inalta chipul si deodata zambi: -Chiar intelegi? -Dar vine clipa in care viziunea nu mai e decat jocul copilului de-a-sa-zicem. -Aha! Clatina din cap, incet, atent; si luminile plutira. -Atunci nu intelegi de..
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William Golding |
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Le piu grandi idee sono le piu semplici.
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William Golding |
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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.
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William Golding |
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It's simpler to believe in a miracle.
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religion
miracles
explanations
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William Golding |
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Here at last was the imagined but never fully realized place leaping into real life.
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William Golding |
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This was a savage whose image refused to blend with that ancient picture of a boy in shorts and a shirt.
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William Golding |
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Once more, amid the breeze, the shouting, the slanting sunlight on the high mountain, was shed that glamour, that strange invisible light of friendship, adventure and content.
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William Golding |
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I must say that anyone who passed through those years [of World War II] without understanding that man produces evil as a bee produces honey, must have been blind or wrong in the head.
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William Golding |
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Kogda ty glavnyi, tebe prikhoditsia dumat' i nado byt' mudrym, v etom vsia beda.
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Listen, Ralph. Never mind what's sense. That's gone---
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William Golding |
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We've got to have rules and obey them. After all, we're not savages.
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humankind-human-nature
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William Golding |
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Suddenly, pacing by the water, he was overcome with astonishment. He found himself understanding the wearisomeness of this life, where every path was an improvisation and a considerable amount of one's waking life was spent watching one's feet.
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William Golding |
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If you don't change your hairstyle because it's mostly fallen out and you don't shave, you've no cause to go chasing yourself in a mirror.
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William Golding |
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Queria explicar que la gente nunca resultaba ser del todo como uno se imagina que es.
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William Golding |
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I was an estructuralist at the age of seven, which is about the right age for it.
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William Golding |
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As long as there's light we're brave enough
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William Golding |
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The sun in the west was a drop of burning gold that slid nearer and nearer the sill of the world. All at once they were aware of the evening as the end of light and warmth.
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William Golding |
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Che idea, pensare che la Bestia fosse qualcosa che si potesse cacciare e uccidere! [...] Lo sapevi, no?... Che io sono una parte di te? Vieni vicino, vicino, vicino! che io sono la ragione per cui non c'e niente da fare? Per cui le cose vanno come vanno?
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William Golding |
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could a face have been fashioned to fit the attitude of his consciousness where it lay suspended between life and death that face would have worn a snarl.
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William Golding |
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I spit upon your God!
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pincher-martin
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William Golding |
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Sid Jacobson and Ernie Colon, The 9/11 Report: A Graphic Adaptation (Hill and Wang, 2006) Howard Zinn, Mike Konopacki, and Paul Buhle, A People's History of American Empire: A Graphic Adaptation (Metropolitan Books, 2008) Two accounts of the American past, both presented in graphic novel format. Jacobson and Colon translate the federal report on the 9/11 terror attacks into a visual storyline that explains how and why the attacks happened. ..
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