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. - Anthony Burgess

…British louts with guitars and emetic little songs…infantile screamers…

Mr Liversedge...saw the whole ridiculous Oriental susah in true proportion. Here men would murder for five dollars, here men would seek divorce because their wives sighed at the handsomeness of the film star P.Ramlee....nodding at the lucid exposition of Mr Lim from Penang, though contemning inwardly the Pommie accent...

The essential intention is the real sin. A man who cannot choose ceases to be a man.