I propose to fight it out on this line if it takes all summer.

The Wizard's First Rule: People are stupid; given proper motivation almost anyone will believe almost anything.

You can't argue with the fools in the world. It's better to let them have their way$$$ then trick them when they're not paying attention.

Your life is your own. Rise up and live it.

We don't know much about our current selves$$$ do we?

Again he lost himself in deep waters.

Then the clouds opened and let down the rain like a waterfall. The water bounded from the mountain-top$$$ tore leaves and branches from the trees$$$ poured like a cold shower over the straggling heap on the sand. Presently the heap broke up and the figures broke away. Only the beast lay still$$$ a few yards from the sea. Even in the rain they could see how small it was; and already its blood was staining the sand.

His manual of heaven and hell lay open before me$$$ and I could perceive my nothingness in this scheme.

Other people could stand up and speak to an assembly$$$ apparently$$$ without that dreadful feeling of pressure of personality; could say what they would as though they were speaking to only one person.

This toy of voting was almost as pleasing as the conch. Jack started to protest but the clamor changed from the general wish for a chief to an election by acclaim of Ralph himself. None of the boys could have found good reason for this; what intelligence had been shown was traceable to Piggy while the most obvious leader was Jack. But there was a stillness about Ralph as he sat that marked him out: there was his size$$$ and attractive appearance; and most obscurely$$$ yet most powerfully$$$ there was the conch.