Where do I come into all of this? Am I just some animal or dog?' And that started them off govoreeting real loud and throwing slovos at me. So I creeched louder still, creeching: 'Am I just to be like a clockwork orange?

As we grow older, the memories of early life brighten, those of maturity and senescence grow dim and confused.

I was very lighthearted. This often the way when the abandonment of personal responsibility is enforced: neither wronged innocence or just guilt can seriously impair the sensation of freedom one has.

Colonialism. The enforced spread of the rule of reason. But who is going to spread it among the colonizers?

For the serious artist does not satisfy needs

Women thrive on novelty and are easy meat for the commerce of fashion. Men prefer old pipes and torn jackets.

And, my brothers, it was real satisfaction to me to waltz-left two three, right two three-and carve left cheeky and right cheeky, so that like two curtains of blood seemed to pour out at the same time, one on either side of his fat filthy oily snout in the winter starlight.