GREY in Classic Quotes
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Quotes from Lord of the Flies by William Golding
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1 He plucked at his stiff, grey shirt.
2 His grey shorts were sticking to him with sweat.
3 To put on a grey shirt once more was strangely pleasing.
4 Two grey trunks rubbed each other with an evil speaking that no one had noticed by day.
5 Ralph stood, one hand against a grey trunk, and screwed up his eyes against the shimmering water.
6 An interminable dawn faded the stars out, and at last light, sad and grey, filtered into the shelter.
7 He pulled distastefully at his grey shirt and wondered whether he might undertake the adventure of washing it.
8 All round the place of assembly the grey trunks rose, straight or leaning, and supported the low roof of leaves.
9 Up there, for once, were clouds, great bulging towers that sprouted away over the island, grey and cream and copper-colored.
10 Though he had taken off his school sweater and trailed it now from one hand, his grey shirt stuck to him and his hair was plastered to his forehead.
11 Some were naked and carrying their clothes; others half-naked, or more or less dressed, in school uniforms, grey, blue, fawn, jacketed, or jerseyed.
12 Swearing, he turned off the trail and pushed his way through until the forest opened a little and instead of bald trunks supporting a dark roof there were light grey trunks and crowns of feathery palm.
13 By the trunk of a vast tree that grew pale flowers on its grey bark he checked, closed his eyes, and once more drew in the warm air; and this time his breath came short, there was even a passing pallor in his face, and then the surge of blood again.
14 This wind pressed his grey shirt against his chest so that he noticed--in this new mood of comprehension--how the folds were stiff like cardboard, and unpleasant; noticed too how the frayed edges of his shorts were making an uncomfortable, pink area on the front of his thighs.