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Is it better for a man to have chosen evil than to have good imposed upon him?
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Anthony Burgess |
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We can destroy what we have written, but we cannot unwrite it.
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Anthony Burgess |
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When a man cannot choose, he ceases to be a man.
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man
life
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Anthony Burgess |
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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.
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Anthony Burgess |
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To be left alone is the most precious thing one can ask of the modern world.
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solitude
privacy
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Anthony Burgess |
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But what I do I do because I like to do.
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Anthony Burgess |
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I see what is right and approve, but I do what is wrong.
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Anthony Burgess |
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It's funny how the colors of the real world only seem really real when you watch them on a screen.
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reality
real
movies
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anthony burgess |
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Oh it was gorgeousness and gorgeosity made flesh. The trombones crunched redgold under my bed, and behind my gulliver the trumpets three-wise silverflamed, and there by the door the timps rolling through my guts and out again crunched like candy thunder. 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 oth..
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Anthony Burgess |
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Goodness is something chosen. When a man cannot choose he ceases to be a man.
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good-and-evil
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Anthony Burgess |
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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?
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Anthony Burgess |
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If he can only perform good or only perform evil, then he is a clockwork orange--meaning that he has the appearance of an organism lovely with colour and juice but is in fact only a clockwork toy to be wound up by God or the Devil.
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Anthony Burgess |
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What's it going to be then, eh?
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Anthony Burgess |
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It is as inhuman to be totally good as it is to be totally evil.
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good
humanity
humans
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Anthony Burgess |
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If you expect the worst from a person you can never be disappointed.
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Anthony Burgess |
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This must be a real horrorshow film if you're so keen on my viddying it.
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Anthony Burgess |
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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.
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Anthony Burgess |
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Great Music, it said, and Great Poetry would like quieten Modern Youth down and make Modern Youth more Civilized. Civilized my syphilised yarbles.
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Anthony Burgess |
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It may not be nice to be good, little 6655321. It may be horrible to be good. And when I say that to you I realize how self-contradictory that sounds. I know I shall have many sleepless nights about this. What does God want? Does God want goodness or the choice of goodness? Is a man who chooses the bad perhaps in some way better than a man who has the good imposed upon him? Deep and hard questions, little 6655321.
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Anthony Burgess |
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I said, smiling very wide and droogie: 'Well, if it isn't fat stinking billygoat Billyboy in poison. How art thou, thou globby bottle of cheap stinking chip-oil? Come and get one in the yarbles, if you have any yarbles, you eunuch jelly, thou.' And then we started.
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Anthony Burgess |
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Civilised my syphilised yarbles.
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yarbles
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Anthony Burgess |
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We're a government that believes in everybody having the illusion of free will.
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government
state
oppression
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Anthony Burgess |
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The next morning I woke up at oh eight oh oh hours, my brothers, and as I still felt shagged and fagged and fashed and bashed and my glazzies were stuck together real horrorshow with sleepglue, I thought I would not go to school.
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Anthony Burgess |
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I was always on my oddy knocky.
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oddy-knocky
on-my-own
alone
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Anthony Burgess |
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Where do I come into all of this? Am I just some animal or dog?' And that started them off govoreeting real loud and throwing slovos at me. So I creeched louder still, creeching: 'Am I just to be like a clockwork orange?
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anthony
burgess
orange
clockwork
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Anthony Burgess |
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Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit?
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Anthony Burgess |
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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.
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Anthony Burgess |
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What I do I do because I like to do.
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Anthony Burgess |
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It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now.
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Anthony Burgess |
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They don't go into what is the cause of goodness, so why of the other shop? If lewdies are good that's because they like it, and I wouldn't ever interfere with their pleasures, and so of the other shop. And I was patronizing the other shop. More, badness is of the self, the one, the you or me on our oddy knockies, and that self is made by old Bog or God and is his great pride and radosty. But the not-self cannot have the bad, meaning they o..
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Anthony Burgess |
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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 grahzny bratchnies old Bog ever made, all on to your old droog Alex. And all it was was that I was young. But now as I end this story, brothers, I am not young, not no longer, oh no. Alex like groweth up, oh yes. But where I itty now, O my brother..
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Anthony Burgess |
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Senseless violence is a prerogative of youth, which has much energy but little talent for the constructive.
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violence
youth
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Anthony Burgess |
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Suddenly, I viddied what I had to do, and what I had wanted to do, and that was to do myself in; to snuff it, to blast off for ever out of this wicked, cruel world. One moment of pain perhaps and, then, sleep forever, and ever and ever.
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alex-de-large
malcolm-mcdowell
anthony-burgess
stanley-kubrick
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Anthony Burgess |
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To devastate is easier and more spectacular than to create.
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devastated
easier
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Anthony Burgess |
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How wicked, my brothers, innocent milk must always seem to me now.
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Anthony Burgess |
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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 rassoodocks what to do with the evening, a flip dark chill winter bastard though dry. The Korova Milkbar was a milk-plus mesto, and you may, O my brothers, have forgotten what these mestos were like, things changing so skorry these days, and everybody very quick to forget, newspapers not being rea..
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anthony-burgess
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Anthony Burgess |
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Eat this sweetish segment or spit it out. You are free.
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Anthony Burgess |
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You were not put on this Earth just to get in touch with god
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Anthony Burgess |
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It had been a wonderful evening and what I needed now, to give it the perfect ending, was a little of the Ludwig Van.
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Anthony Burgess |
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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.
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Anthony Burgess |
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Youth is only being in a way like it might be an animal. No, it is not just like being an animal so much as being like one of these malenky toys you viddy being sold in the streets, like little chellovecks made out of tin and with a spring inside and then a winding handle on the outside and you wind it up grrr grrr grrr and off it itties, like walking, O my brothers. But it itties in a straight line and bangs straight into things bang bang ..
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youth
machines
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Anthony Burgess |
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Oh bliss, bliss and heaven... Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh... And then, a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal, or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now... I knew such lovely pictures - Alex
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Anthony Burgess |
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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.
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Anthony Burgess |
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And those hard slovos, brothers, were like the beginning of my freedom.
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inspirational
burgess
clockwork-orange
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Anthony Burgess |