We ought to have more rules. Where the conch is, that’s a meeting. The same up here as down there.
The rules! You’re breaking the rules! Who cares?[shouted Ralph]
Which is better – to have rules and agree, or to hunt and kill?
The golden rule is that there are no golden rules.
Look, that’s why there’s rules, understand? So that you think before you break ’em.
If you kept the small rules, you could break the big ones.
