Chapter 8 pages 117-118: Lord of the Flies By William Golding
"Simon stayed where he was, a small brown image, concealed by the leaves[PM1] . Even if he shut his eyes the sow’s[PM2] head still remained like an after-image. The half-shut eyes were dim [PM3] with the infinite cynicism of adult life. [PM4] They assured Simon that everything was a bad business[PM5] .