Come with uncle and hear all proper. Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones...you are invited!

All human life is here, but the Holy Ghost seems to be somewhere else.

The downtrodden are the great creators of slang.

Every grain of experience is food for the greedy growing soul of the artist.

The practice of fiction can be dangerous: it puts ideas into the head of the world.

Do they merit vitriol, even a drop of it? Yes, because they corrupt the young, persuading them that the mature world, which produced Beethoven and Schweitzer, sets an even higher value on the transient anodynes of youth than does youth itself.... They are the Hollow Men. They are electronic lice.

If he can only perform good or only perform evil, then he is a clockwork orange—meaning that he has the appearance of an organism lovely with colour and juice but is in fact only a clockwork toy to be wound up by God or the Devil.