Quotes from William Golding

Towards midnight the rain ceased and the clouds drifted away, so that the sky was scattered once more with the incredible lamps of stars.

There's a kinship among men who have sat by a dying fire and measured the worth of their life by it.

So the last part, the bit we can all talk about, is kind of deciding on the fear. We've got to talk about this fear and decide there's nothing in it.

The air was heavy with unspoken knowledge.

It was, perhaps, no situation from which to face a charging badger.

I do think that art that doesn't communicate is useless.

I tell you, money can't build your spire for you. Build it of gold and it would simply sink deeper.

I only wanted to keep up a fire!

He tried to convey the compulsion to track down and kill that was swallowing him up.

Perhaps the various burnings of the Alexandria Library were necessary, like those Australian Forest Fires without which the new seeds cannot burst their shells and make a young, healthy forest.

We need an assembly, not for cleverness, but for setting things straight.

I'm warning you. I'm going to get waxy. D'you see? You're not wanted. Understand? We are going to have fun on this island. Understand? We are going to have fun on this island! So don't try it on, my poor misguided boy, or else--- Simon found he was looking into a vast mouth. There was blackness within, a blackness that spread.

Mata a fera! Corta-lhe as goelas! Espalha o sangue!

I cannot convince myself that my mental capacities are important enough to justify either the good or the harm they started.

Lying there in the darkness, he knew he was an outcast. " Ã¢â'¬â"¢Cos I had some sense.

What's in a book, is not what an author thought he put into it, it's what the reader get out of it.

I think women are foolish to pretend they're equal to men. They are far superior and always have been.

In our country for all her greatness there is one thing she cannot do and that is translate a person wholly out of one class into another. Perfect translation from one language into another is impossible. Class is the British language.

The crucifixion should never be depicted. It is a horror to be veiled.

Allow me to tell you, Mr Taylor, said I, but quietly as the occasion demanded, that one gentleman does not rejoice at the misfortune of another in public.

The sun in the west was a drop of burning gold that slid nearer and nearer the sill of the world.

Now we, if not in the spirit, have been caught up to see our earth, our mother, Gaia Mater, set like a jewel in space. We have no excuse now for supposing her riches inexhaustible nor the area we have to live on limitless because unbounded. We are the children of that great blue white jewel. Through our mother we are part of the solar system and part through that of the whole universe. In the blazing poetry of the fact we are children of the stars.

Sleep is where we touch what is better left unexamined. There, the whole of life is bundled up, dwindled. There the carefully hoarded and enjoyed personality, our only treasure and at the same time our only defense must die into the ultimate truth of things, the black lightning that splits and destroys all, the positive, unquestionable nothingness.

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 deloc. Deloc.