They walked along, two continents of experience and feeling unable to communicate.
William GoldingTags: lord-of-the-flies
They looked at each other, baffled, in love and hate.
William GoldingTags: lord-of-the-flies william-golding
I thought Lord of the Flies was one of the great rip-offs of our time. Complete steal from A High Wind In Jamaica. He just literally lifted the entire theme, plot, and virtually characterization from A High Wind In Jamaica, turned them into a bunch of small boys and placed it on an island. Otherwise it's precisely the same novel.
Truman CapoteTags: lord-of-the-flies william-golding a-high-wind-in-jamaica richard-hughes
We musn't let anything happen to Piggy, must we?
William GoldingTags: lord-of-the-flies
Ralph... would treat the day's decisions as though he were playing chess. The only trouble was that he would never be a very good chess player.
William GoldingTags: lord-of-the-flies
He lost himself in a maze of thoughts that were rendered vague by his lack of words to express them. Frowning, he tried again.
William GoldingTags: lord-of-the-flies
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.
William GoldingTags: lord-of-the-flies
Grownups know things, said Piggy. They ain't afraid of the dark. They'd meet and have tea and discuss. Then things 'ud be alright---
They wouldn't set fire to the island. Or lose---
They'd build a ship---
The three boys stood in the darkness, striving unsuccessfully to convey the majesty of adult life.
They wouldn't quarrel---
Or break my specs---
Or talk about a beast---
If only they could get a message to us, cried Ralph desperately. If only they could send us something grownup. . . a sign or something.
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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.
William GoldingTags: lord-of-the-flies
Girls say to me, very reasonably, 'why isn't it a bunch of girls? Why did you write this about a bunch of boys?' Well, my reply is I was once a little boy - I have been a brother, a father, I am going to be a grandfather. I have never been a sister, or a mother, or a grandmother. That's one answer. Another answer is of course to say that if you - as it were - scaled down human beings, scaled down society, if you land with a group of little boys, they are more ike a scaled-down version of society than a group of little girls would be. Don't ask me why, and this is a terrible thing to say because I'm going to be chased from hell to breakfast by all the women who talk about equality - this is nothing to do with equality at all. I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been. But one thing you can't do with them is take a bunch of them and boil them down, so to speak, into a set of little girls who would then become a kind of image of civilisation, of society. The other thing is - why aren't they little boys AND little girls? Well, if they'd been little boys and little girls, we being who we are, sex would have raised its lovely head, and I didn't want this to be about sex. Sex is too trivial a thing to get in with a story like this, which was about the problem of evil and the problem of how people are to live together in a society, not just as lovers or man and wife.
William GoldingTags: equality men women society children life-experience sex civilisation lord-of-the-flies microcosms
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