“If I blow the conch and they don't come back; then we've had it. We shan't keep the fire going. We'll be like animals. We'll never be rescued.""If you don't blow, we'll soon be animals anyway.”

“This is our island. It's a good island. Until the grownups come to fetch us we'll have fun.”

“Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we'll die with harness on our back.”

“What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?”

“Maybe, he said hesitantly, maybe there is a beast. The assembly cried out savagely and Ralph stood up in amazement. You, Simon? You believe in this? I don't know, said Simon. His heartbeats were choking him. [...]Ralph shouted. Hear him! He's got the conch! What I mean is . . . maybe it's only us. Nuts! That was from Piggy, shocked out of decorum.”

“the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.”

“Life's scientific, but we don't know, do we? Not certainly, I mean.”