The meal was pretentious - a kind of beetroot soup with greasy croutons; pork underdone with loud vulgar cabbage, potato croquettes, tinned peas in tiny jam-tart cases, watery gooseberry sauce; trifle made with a resinous wine, so jammy that all my teeth lit up at once.
Anthony BurgessAnd to all others in this story profound shooms of lip music brrrrrr. And they can kiss my sharries.
Anthony BurgessIt'll be your own torture," he said, serious. "I hope to God it'll torture you to madness.
Anthony Burgess