Lord of the Flies (Penguin Great Books of the 20th Century) by William Golding

By William Golding

Those deluxe versions are packaged with French flaps, acid-free paper, and tough entrance. "This exceptional paintings is a daunting parody on man's go back. . . to that nation of darkness from which it took him hundreds of thousands of years to emerge. . . beautifully written." --The ny TimesOther Penguin nice Books of the 20 th Century:The Grapes of Wrath through John SteinbeckHeart of Darkness through Joseph ConradLove for the duration of Cholera through Gabriel Garcia MarquezThe Adventures of Augie March by means of Saul BellowThe Age of Innocence by means of Edith WhartonA Portrait of the Artist as a tender guy by way of James JoyceSwann's manner by way of Marcel ProustMy Antonia by way of Willa CatherOn the line via Jack KerouacWhite Noise by means of Don DeLillo

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Lord of the Flies (Penguin Great Books of the 20th Century)

Those deluxe variants are packaged with French flaps, acid-free paper, and tough entrance. "This fantastic paintings is a daunting parody on man's go back. . . to that nation of darkness from which it took him hundreds of thousands of years to emerge. . . beautifully written. " --The ny TimesOther Penguin nice Books of the twentieth Century:The Grapes of Wrath via John SteinbeckHeart of Darkness by way of Joseph ConradLove during Cholera by means of Gabriel Garcia MarquezThe Adventures of Augie March via Saul BellowThe Age of Innocence via Edith WhartonA Portrait of the Artist as a tender guy by way of James JoyceSwann's means by way of Marcel ProustMy Antonia through Willa CatherOn the line by way of Jack KerouacWhite Noise by means of Don DeLillo

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Piggy hauled himself up, carrying most of his clothes under his arms. Then he sat carefully on a fallen trunk near the little cliff that fronted the lagoon; and the tangled reflections quivered over him. Presently he spoke. "We got to find the others. " Ralph said nothing. Here was a coral island. Protected from the sun, ignoring Piggy's ill-omened talk, he dreamed pleasantly. Piggy insisted. " Ralph came forward and stood by Piggy. " Here and there, little breezes crept over the polished waters beneath the haze of heat.

Which is Eric--? You? " "We got most names," said Piggy. " "Kids' names," said Merridew. "Why should I be Jack? " Ralph turned to him quickly. This was the voice of one who knew his own mind. "Then," went on Piggy, "that boy--I forget--" "You're talking too much," said Jack Merridew. " Laughter arose. " A storm of laughter arose and even the tiniest child joined in. For the moment the boys were a closed circuit of sympathy with Piggy outside: he went very pink, bowed his head and cleaned his glasses again.

Ralph moved the lenses back and forth, this way and that, till a glossy white image of the declining sun lay on a piece of rotten wood. Almost at once a thin trickle of smoke rose up and made him cough. Jack knelt too and blew gently, so that the smoke drifted away, thickening, and a tiny flame appeared. The flame, nearly invisible at first in that bright sunlight, enveloped a small twig, grew, was enriched with color and reached up to a branch which exploded with a sharp crack. The flame flapped higher and the boys broke into a cheer.

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