We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?
Maybe there is a beast. Maybe it’s only us.
The rules are the only thing we’ve got!
The thing is – fear can’t hurt you any more than a dream.
I’m scared, I know that. But I’m not scared of the beast. I’m scared of us.
We’ve got to have rules and obey them. After all, we’re not savages.
Maybe there is a beast. What I mean is… maybe it’s only us.
Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!
It was dark. There was that- that bloody dance. There was lightning and thunder and rain. We was scared!
The rock struck Piggy a glancing blow from chin to knee.
Which is better – to have rules and agree, or to hunt and kill?
I’ve got the conch!
The rules! shouted Ralph. You’re breaking the rules!
I’m warning you, whoever killed Piggy. That was murder!
You’re a beast and a swine and a bloody, bloody thief!
We’ll have rules! he cried excitedly. Lots of rules! Then when anyone breaks ’em—
I’m not going to be a part of Ralph’s lot.
Listen, everybody. I’ve got the conch. We can talk about this. I’ll give the conch to the next person to speak.
Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.
Bollocks to the rules! We’re strong – we hunt! If there’s a beast, we’ll hunt it down!
Jack Quotes Lord of the Flies part 2
You don’t know Roger. He’s a terror.
Roger sharpened a stick at both ends.
Kill the pig. Cut her throat. Bash her in.
I don’t care what they call me, so long as they don’t call me what they used to call me at school.
He tried to convey the compulsion to track down and kill that was swallowing him up.
I’m not going to play any longer. Not with you.
What would a beast eat?
The rock hit Piggy a glancing blow from chin to knee: the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
Shut up, Fatty!
We used to sing like anything. Now we’ve got to keep silent like an animal.
What’s the use? Why can’t they leave me alone?
When a ship comes near the island, they may not notice us. So we must make smoke on top of the mountain. We must make a fire.
Bullocks to the rules!
You let the fire out. They might have seen us. We might have gone home.
He’s a proper chief, isn’t he?
There isn’t anyone to help you. Only me. And I’m the Beast.
Don’t you want to be rescued?
You don’t get the idea. We’ve got to make smoke up there – or die.
What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?
I’m not going to be a part of Ralph’s lot.
I got the conch! Just you listen! The first thing we ought to have made was shelters down there by the beach.
Don’t you see? We’ve killed him.
Having a war or something?
Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill!
Things are breaking up. I don’t understand why. We began well; we were happy…
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