"Lord of the Flies" by William Golding, Chapters 5-6

"Ralph felt a kind of affectionate reverence for the conch, even though he had fished the thing out of the lagoon himself."

"'I got the conch!'" said Piggy indignantly. '"Ralph—they ought to shut up, oughtn't they?'"

"Jack settled the question for them with that contempt in his voice that could sound so funny and so final."

"The derisive laughter that rose had fear in it and condemnation."

"At first he was a silent effigy of sorrow; but then the lamentation rose out of him, loud and sustained as the conch."

"At first he was a silent effigy of sorrow; but then the lamentation rose out of him, loud and sustained as the conch."

"Simon felt a perilous necessity to speak; but to speak in assembly was a terrible thing to him."

"That was from Piggy, shocked out of decorum."

"A shadow fronted him tempestuously."

"Percival Wemys Madison, of the Vicarage, Harcourt St. Anthony, lying in the long grass, was living through circumstances in which the incantation of his address was powerless to help him."

"Here the breeze was fitful and allowed the strings of the parachute to tangle and festoon; and the figure sat, its helmeted head between its knees, held by a complication of lines."

An interminable dawn faded the stars out, and at last light, sad and grey, filtered into the shelter.

"Piggy, finding himself uncomfortably embroiled, slid the conch to Ralph's knees and sat down."

"Diffidently, Simon allowed his pace to slacken until he was walking side by side with Ralph and looking up at him through the coarse black hair that now fell to his eyes."

"This side of the castle, perhaps a hundred feet high, was the pink bastion they had seen from the mountain-top."

"Then the sleeping leviathan breathed out, the waters rose, the weed streamed, and the water boiled over the table rock with a roar."

"'One heave,'" cried Jack, exulting, "'and-wheee-!'"

"Somberly he watched the mountain."

"Mutinously, the boys fell silent or muttering."