I believe it has never been my misfortune to be placed where I lost my presence of mind--unless indeed it has been where thrown in strange company, particularly of ladies.

All day she had been dreaming of the comet, its wild and fiery beauty, what it might mean, how her life might change.

When you have worked with them, when you have lived with them, you do not have to wonder how they feel, because you feel it yourself.

Then, brothers, it came. Oh, bliss, bliss and heaven. I lay all nagoy to the ceiling, my gulliver on my rookers on the pillow, glazzies closed, rot open in bliss, slooshying the sluice of lovely sounds. Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeosity made flesh.

Written By Anthony Burgess

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