At The Moment Of Vision, The Eyes

I Am Astonished At The Ease With Which Uninformed Persons Come To A Settled, A Passionate Opinion When They Have No Grounds For Judgment.

Percival Was Mouse-coloured And Had Not Been Very Attractive Even To His Mother.

Even If You Got Rid Of Paper, You Would Still Have Story-tellers. In Fact, You Had The Story-tellers Before You Had The Paper.

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.

We Just Got To Go On, That's All. That's What Grownups Would Do.