Any book has behind it all the other books that have been written.
I was always on my oddy knocky.
You don't say, 'I've done it!' You come, with a kind of horrible desperation, to realize that this will do.
Only in England is the perversion of language regarded as a victory for democracy.
The next morning I woke up at oh eight oh oh hours, my brothers, and as I still felt shagged and fagged and fashed and bashed and my glazzies were stuck together real horrorshow with sleepglue, I thought I would not go to school.
Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit?