“Maybe," he said hesitantly, "maybe there is a beast." [...] "What I mean is, maybe it's only us.”
This is my second reread of this book. After reading and watching Naoki Urasawa's "Monster" it felt right to immerse myself in this story about the true ugliness and blackness of human nature. And it delivers. It delivers well.

“We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?” - nothing went wrong, it turned out exactly what adults do, just on a smaller scale. When Ralph asks for a sign from adults, William Golding himself says that the sign is already there - the long history "of blood and intolerance, of ignorance and prejudice, the thing which is dead, but won't lie down." The whole history of humankind.

“People don't help much." He wanted to explain how people were never quite what you thought they were.” Amazing character portrayals here and the way the author is fluent in children's thoughts.

“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.” This book makes me weep, the morale of the fable, and the heart-breaking plot. The way the characters were deeply presented although the narration is from the child's point of view. My poor babies Simon and Piggy. It's always the best of us...

This book is too precious but also very hard for me to talk about. How do you talk about something that reflects on human nature, society, politics, and religion simultaneously? So it's not much of a review, but just scraps that I constantly think about.