William Golding Quotes

Lying there in the darkness, he knew he was an outcast. “ ’Cos I had some sense.

They understood only too well the liberation into savagery that the concealing paint brought.

As lágrimas começaram a correr-lhe pelas faces e soluços sacudiram-no. Pela primeira vez, desde que chegara à ilha, entregou-se ao choro; grandes e convulsivos espasmos de tristeza pareciam torcer todo o seu corpo. Sua voz elevou-se sob a fumaça negra diante dos restos incendiados da ilha; contagiados por aquela emoção, os outros meninos começaram a tremer e a soluçar. No meio deles, com o corpo sujo, cabelo emaranhado e nariz escorrendo, Ralph chorou pelo fim da inocência, pela escuridão do coração humano e pela queda no ar do verdadeiro e sábio amigo chamado Porquinho.
O oficial, cercado por todo esse ruído, ficou emocionado e um pouco embaraçado. Virou-se para dar tempo a que se recuperassem. Esperou, deixando os olhos fixos no garboso cruzador a distância.

If only one had time to think!

O she doth teach the torches to burn bright!

"He says the beast comes out of the sea."
The last laugh died away. Ralph turned involuntarily, a black, humped figure against the lagoon. The assembly looked with him, considered the vast stretches of water, the high sea of beyond, unknown indigo of infinite possibility, heard silently the sough and whisper from the reef

I don't like the word 'allegorical', I don't like the word 'symbolic' - the word I really like is 'mythic', and people always think that means 'full of lies', whereas of course what it really means is 'full of truth which cannot be told in any other way but a story'.

Он вдруг понял, как утомительна жизнь, когда приходится заново прокладывать каждую тропку и чуть не все время, пока не спишь, ты следишь за своими вышагивающими ногами.

بدون ترس از آنکه دیده شود پاهای خود را آزادانه به حرکت درآورد. در حال قدم زدن دچار شگفتی شد و ناگهان به پوچی این زندگی پی برد، هر کوره‌راهی حادثه‌ای غیرمنتظره و بی‌آغاز و انجام بود و فکر کرد بخش قابل‌توجهی از وقت آدمی هنگام قدم زدن به نگاه کردن پاهایش می‌گذرد

"He knelt among the shadows and felt his isolation bitterly. They were savages it was true; but they were human and the ambushing fears of the deep night were coming on.

Ralph moaned faintly. Tired though he was, he could not relax and fall into a well of sleep for fear of the tribe. Lying there in the darkness, he knew he was an outcast.

"'Cos I had some sense.

I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men,they are far superior and always have been. -William Golding

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.

You don't even care enough about us to hate us, do you?

They looked at each other, baffled, in love and hate.

Life's scientific, but we don't know, do we? Not certainly, I mean.