Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.
Every grain of experience is food for the greedy growing soul of the artist.
Is it better for a man to have chosen evil than to have good imposed upon him?
We can destroy what we have written, but we cannot unwrite it.
When a man cannot choose, he ceases to be a man.
The important thing is moral choice. Evil has to exist along with good, in order that moral choice may operate. Life is sustained by the grinding opposition of moral entities.
To be left alone is the most precious thing one can ask of the modern world.
But what I do I do because I like to do.
I see what is right and approve, but I do what is wrong.
Goodness is something chosen. When a man cannot choose he ceases to be a man.
What's it going to be then, eh?
It's funny how the colors of the real world only seem really real when you watch them on a screen.
Does God want goodness or the choice of goodness? Is a man who chooses to be bad perhaps in some way better than a man who has the good imposed upon him?
It is as inhuman to be totally good as it is to be totally evil.
If you expect the worst from a person you can never be disappointed.
This must be a real horrorshow film if you're so keen on my viddying it.
Great Music, it said, and Great Poetry would like quieten Modern Youth down and make Modern Youth more Civilized. Civilized my syphilised yarbles.
Language exists less to record the actual than to liberate the imagination.
The possession of a book becomes a substitute for reading it.
It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now.
Art is dangerous. It is one of the attractions, when it ceases to be dangerous you don't want it.
Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit?
I was always on my oddy knocky.
We're a government that believes in everybody having the illusion of free will.
But where I itty now, O my brothers, is all on my oddy knocky, where you cannot go. Tomorrow is all like sweet flowers and the turning vonny earth and the stars and the old Luna up there. ... And all that cal.
What I do I do because I like to do.
Eat this sweetish segment or spit it out. You are free.
How wicked, my brothers, innocent milk must always seem to me now.
I was cured all right.
Senseless violence is a prerogative of youth, which has much energy but little talent for the constructive.
You were not put on this Earth just to get in touch with god
Colonialism. The enforced spread of the rule of reason. But who is going to spread it among the colonizers?
The essential intention is the real sin. A man who cannot choose ceases to be a man.
I viddied that thinking is for the gloopy ones and that the oomny ones use like inspiration and what Bog sends. For now it was lovely music that came to my aid.
To devastate is easier and more spectacular than to create.
Come with uncle and hear all proper. Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones...you are invited!
It's always good to remember where you come from and celebrate it. To remember where you come from is part of where you're going
Life is a wretched gray Saturday, but it has to be lived through.
It had been a wonderful evening and what I needed now, to give it the perfect ending, was a little of the Ludwig Van.
If you believe in an unseen Christ, you will believe in the unseen Christlike potential of others
There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie and Dim, Dim being really dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar making up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening.
It'll be your own torture," he said, serious. "I hope to God it'll torture you to madness.
And I thought to myself, Hell and blast you all, if all you bastards are on the side of Good then I'm glad I belong to the other shop.
Life is, of course, terrible.
And to all others in this story profound shooms of lip music brrrrrr. And they can kiss my sharries.
In a story you had to find a reason, but real life gets on very well without even Freudian motivations.
But this one was a writer, not a reader.
I am everyone's friend,'I said.'Except to my enemies.
Bedways is rightways now, so best we go homeways.
The not-self cannot have the bad, meaning they of the government and the judges and the schools cannot allow the bad because they cannot allow the self.
Life's only choosing when to die. Life's a big postponement because the choice is so difficult. It's a tremendous relief not to have to choose.
Alex like groweth up, Oh Yes.
When the State withers, humanity flowers.
We were all feeling that bit shagged and fagged and fashed, it having been an evening of some small energy expenditure.
Being young is like being like one of these malenky machines.
When we pray we admit defeat.
Delimitation is always difficult. The world is one, life is one. The sweetest and most heavenly of activities partake in some measure of violence - the act of love, for instance; music, for instance.
If I had died it would have been even better for you political bratchnies, would it not, pretending and treacherous droogs as you are.' But all that came out was er er er.
We all need money, but there are degrees of desperation.
Is the man who chooses the bad perhaps in some way better than a man who has the good imposed upon him?
English is a curiously expressive language. Womb, room, tomb. It sums up living in three words.
A work of fiction should be, for its author, a journey into the unknown, and the prose should convey the difficulties of the journey.
You don't say, 'I've done it!' You come, with a kind of horrible desperation, to realize that this will do.
There is a satisfactory boniness about grammar which the flesh of sheer vocabulary requires before it can become a vertebrate and walk the earth.
But, brothers, this biting of their toe-nails over what is the CAUSE of badness is what turns me into a fine laughing malchick. They don't go into what is the cause of GOODNESS, so why of the other shop?
Then we slooshied.
What gives, O my little sister? Come thou and have a nice lay-down with your malenky droog in this bed.
We only need to wear shoes because the British built roads which hurt our feet.
Ser bueno puede llegar a ser algo horrible.
To some of us, the wresting of beauty out of language is the only thing in the world that matters.
Five days shalt thou labour, as the Bible says. The seventh day is the Lord thy God's. The sixth day is for football
Then I wanted to sick up the gluey pie I'd had before the start of the evening, But I couldn't stand the sort of veshch, sicking all over the floor, so I held it back.
Blessed tree and blessed birds, that were to be neither saved nor damned.
I can't accept that a work of fiction should be either immoral or moral. It should merely show the world as it is and have no moral bias.
And those hard slovos, brothers, were like the beginning of my freedom.
Life to most of us is just a jumble of sensations, like a very bad film with no plot, no real beginning and end.
The common people will let it go, oh yes. They will sell liberty for a quieter life. That is why they must be prodded, prodded.
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.
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.
It was the afternoon of my eighty-first birthday, and I was in bed with my catamite when Ali announced that the archbishop had come to see me.
There is only one kind of immorality in fiction, and that is when you write badly.
Translation is not a matter of words only; it is a matter of making intelligible a whole culture.
Goodbye, goodbye, may Bog forgive you for a ruined life." Then I got on to the sill, the music blasting away to my left, and I shut my glazzies and felt the cold wind on my listo, then I jumped.
Well, if they would not go to school they must still have their education. And education they had had.
In a dead white field an untethered goat gave them sardonic greeting.
The scientific approach to life is not necessarily appropriate to states of visceral anguish.
Özgür irade ile seçilen kötülük, organize güçler tarafından kişiye dayatılan deterministik iyilikten daha mı insancadır ?
Suddenly, I viddied what I had to do, and that was to do myself in; to snuff it, to blast off forever out of this wicked, cruel world. One moment of pain perhaps and, then, sleep forever, and ever and ever.
You must take your chance boy. The choice has been all yours.
I wish people would think of me as a musician who writes novels, instead of a novelist who writes music on the side.
Have you by chance brought some real British tea? Twining’s? Or from Jackson’s in Piccadilly?
The old days are dead and gone days. For what I did in the past I have been punished. I have been cured.
That's the law, son. But you were never much of a one for following the law.
Me, me, me. How about me? Where do I come into all this? Am I like just some animal or dog? Am I just to be like a clockwork orange?
Of course it was horrible,' smiled Dr. Branom. 'Violence is a very horrible thing. That's what you're learning now. Your body is learning it.
One can die but once. Dim died before he was born.
Dreams go by opposites I was once told.
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.
