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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...”
― William Golding, 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 Golding, Lord of the Flies

“He knelt among the shadows and felt his isolation bitterly. They were savages it was true; but they were human.”
― William Golding, Lord of the Flies

“Simon came stealing out of the shadows by the shelters. Ralph ignored Jack’s question. He pointed to the touch of yellow above the sea. ‘As long as there’s light we’re brave enough. But then? And now that thing squats by the fire as though it didn’t want us to be rescued—’ He was twisting his hands now, unconsciously. His voice rose. ‘So we can’t have a signal fire…. We’re beaten.’ A point of gold appeared above the sea and at once all the sky lightened. ‘What above my hunters?’ ‘Boys armed with sticks.’ Jack got to his feet. His face was red as he marched away. Piggy put on his one glass and looked at Ralph. ‘Now you done it. You been rude about his hunters.’ ‘Oh shut up!’ The sound of the inexpertly blown conch interrupted them.”
― William Golding, Lord of the Flies