Lord of the Flies is a disturbing, but not entirely surprising, account of human nature at its worst. William Golding gives us the tale of Ralph, Piggy, Jack, and Simon, who are among a group of young British schoolboys stranded on a desert island. At first the island appears to be a delightful, unsupervised game, but soon becomes the setting for mutiny, terror, and murder. After weeks, or even months away from civilization, the children are discovered, interrupting a savage killing game. When he learns that they are at last rescued, Ralph sheds his first tears for "the end of innocence, and the darkness of man's heart". (I'm hoping I choose something more cheerful next time.)
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