Quotes from William Golding

Ahora que tenían algo que hacer, trabajaron con entusiasmo.

The deep sea breaking miles away on the reef made an undertone less perceptible than the susurration of the blood.

En büyük düÅŸünceler, en basit olanlar?d?r.

It seems to me that we do live in two worlds... there is this physical one, which is coherant, and there is the spiritual one, which to the average man with his flashes of religious experience, is very often incoherant. This experience of having two worlds to live in all the time, or not all the time, is a vital one, and is what living is like.

And dying is more natural than living, because what could be more unnatural than that panicstricken thing leaping and falling like a last flame beneath the ribs?

I cried out not with hope of an ear but as accepting a shut door, darkness and a shut sky.

Softly, surrounded by a fringe of inquisitive bright creatures, itself a silver shape beneath the steadfast constellations, Simon's dead body moved out towards the open sea.

Life itself is a rickety building

With lack of sleep and too much understanding I grow a little crazy, I think, like all men at sea who live too close to each other and too close thereby to all that is monstrous under the sun and moon.

I want the truth of things. But there's nowhere to find it.

He doesn't mind if he dies... indeed, he would like to die; but yet he fears to fall. He would welcome a long sleep; but not at the price of falling to it.

He turned a half pace on the sand. A semicircle of little boys, their bodies streaked with coloured clay, sharp sticks in their hands, were standing on the beach, making no noise at all. Fun and games, said the officer.

As for the fear, you'll have to put up with that like the rest of us.

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. In Simon's right temple, a pulse began to beat on the brain.

The world, that understandable and lawful world, was slipping away. Once there was this and that; and now—and the ship had gone.

Some things need no study, no learning, no repetition in pursuit of memory. They burn themselves into the eye and can be examined ever after in minute detail. Moreover it is their nature - as we cannot even think, without leaving a mark somewhere on the cosmos - to bring with them their own inescapable interpretation.

yüzünü gözünü renkli toprakla boyar. Hem ilkel kabilelerin adamlar?na benzemek, hem de kendi benliÄŸini maskelemek için yapar bunu.

The two boys faced each other. There was a brilliant world of hunting, tactics, fierce exhilaration, skill; and there was the world of longing and baffled common sense.

Ta-Nehisi Coates, Between the World and Me (Spiegel & Grau, 2015)

All the warm salt water of the bathing pool and the shouting and splashing and laughing were only just sufficient to bring them together again.

Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! said the head. For a moment or two the forest and all the other dimly appreciated places echoed with the parody of laughter. You knew, didn't you? I'm part of you? Close, close, close! I'm the reason whi it's no go? Why things are what they are?

I got this to say. You're acting like a crowd of kids.

I got the conch! --Piggy (in Lord of the Flies), attempting Democracy

Eyes shining, mouths open, triumphant, they savored the right of domination. They were lifted up: were friends.