“Go on, do me in, you bastard cowards, I don’t want to live anyway, not in a stinking world like this one.′ I told Dim to lay off a bit then, because it used to interest me sometimes to slooshy what some of these starry decreps had to say about life and the world. I said: ‘Oh. And what’s stinking about it?”

“Go on, do me in, you bastard cowards, I don’t want to live anyway, not in a stinking world like this one.′ I told Dim to lay off a bit then, because it used to interest me sometimes to slooshy what some of these starry decreps had to say about life and the world. I said: ‘Oh. And what’s stinking about it?”

— Anthony Burgess