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I'm not a critic so much of my own writing. People must make up their own minds over that.
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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William Gerald Albert Golding
Sir William Gerald Golding
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The water rose further and dressed Simon's coarse hair with brightness. The line of his cheek silvered and the turn of his shoulder became sculptured marble.
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