The rules!" shouted Ralph, "you're breaking the rules!" "Who cares?

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.

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.

The Navy's a very gentlemanly business. You fire at the horizon to sink a ship and then you pull people out of the water and say, 'Frightfully sorry, old chap.'

The thing is - fear can't hurt you any more than a dream.

We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?

My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.