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I do think that art that doesn't communicate is useless.
William Golding
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William Golding
Age: 81 †
Born: 1911
Born: September 19
Died: 1993
Died: June 19
Novelist
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Science Fiction Writer
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Newquay
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William Gerald Albert Golding
Sir William Gerald Golding
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