“The scientific approach to life is not necessarily appropriate to states of visceral anguish.”

“When the State withers, humanity flowers.”

“Then I looked at its top sheet, and there was the name – A CLOCKWORK ORANGE – and I said: ‘That’s a fair gloopy title. Who ever heard of a clockwork orange?’ Then I read a malenky bit out loud in a sort of very high preaching goloss: ‘—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 to a mechanical creation, against this I raise my swordpen—”

“Life is, of course, terrible.”

“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.”

“Life is a wretched gray Saturday, but it has to be lived through.”

“Put it off for a bit. All life is putting off. Well, not entirely.”