When a fictional work fails to show change, when it merely indicates that human character is set, stony, unregenerable, then you are out of the field of the novel and into that of the fable or the all...
We are always ready to look down on people: it is an abiding pleasure, a poultice for our own sore sense of inferiority.
To be left alone is the most precious thing one can ask of the modern world.
The heresy of an age of reason,' or some such slovos [words]. 'I see what is right and approve, but I do what is wrong.
People don't want to know. They have to be made to know. Whether they act on what they know is up to them. But they have to know.
Oh, it was wonder of wonders. And then, a bird of like rarest spun heavenmetal, or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now, came the violin solo above all the other strings,...
Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.
You'd lay there after you'd drunk the old moloko and then you got the messel that everything all around you was sort of in the past.
Wedged as we are between two eternities of idleness, there is no excuse for being idle now.
We're a government that believes in everybody having the illusion of free will.
The more sin he sees, the more his belief in Original Sin is confirmed. Everyone likes to have his deepest convictions confirmed: that is one of the most abiding of human satisfaction.
That's what it's going to be then, brothers, as I come to the like end of this tale. You have been everywhere with your little droog Alex, suffering with him, and you have viddied some of the most gra...
That's the law, son. But you were never much of a one for following the law.
So we got hold of him and cracked him with a few good horrorshow tolchocks, but he still went on singing.
Senseless violence is a prerogative of youth, which has much energy but little talent for the constructive.
Reason and faith, the Archbishop said, do not of necessity cohere. Reason saith that water will not be transformed to wine. Faith has a contrary answer.
Feeling very surprised too at myself. I knew what was happening, O my brothers. I was like growing up.
What's done can't be undone. How do I fit into this new world? I should have been warned, somebody should have told me. How was I to know that that sort of world wasn't going to go on for ever?
The old days are dead and gone days. For what I did in the past I have been punished. I have been cured.
The attempt to impose upon man, a creature of growth and capable of sweetness, to ooze juicily at the last round the bearded lips of God, to attempt to impose, I say, laws and conditions appropriate t...