My clothes are made of monosodium glutamate and hexachlorophene. My food is made of polyester, rayon and lurex. My rug lotions contain vitamins. Do my vitamins feature cleaning agents? I hope so. My brain is gimmicked by a microprocessor the size of a quark, and costing ten pee and running the whole deal. I am made of — junk, I’m just junk.
Martin AmisIs it a war we are fighting, a war against health, against life and love? My condition is a torn condition. Every day, the dispensing of existence. I see the face of suffering. Its face is fierce and distant and ancient.
There's probably a straightforward explanation for the impossible weariness I feel. A perfectly straightforward explanation. It is a mortal weariness. Maybe I'm tired of being human, if human is what I am. I'm tired of being human.
She didn't use the misery of others to cultivate her own smugness, true, but at least I didn't go about eating all their food.
Martin AmisMots clés observational acute
Belief is otiose; reality is sufficiently awesome as it stands.
Martin AmisMots clés reality religion atheism humanism awe
Religious belief is without reason and without dignity, and its record is near-universally dreadful.
Martin AmisMots clés reason religion atheism irrationality dignity antitheism
It is straightforward—and never mind, for now, about plagues and famines: if God existed, and if he cared for humankind, he would never have given us religion.
Martin AmisMots clés god religion atheism humans theodicy problem-of-evil famines plagues
I wouldn’t have minded a rather more detailed conclusion (to Pride and Prejudice) — say, a twenty-page sex scene featuring the two principals, with Mr. Darcy, furthermore, acquitting himself uncommonly well.
Martin AmisYou couldn't catch a yawn from someone you didn't like.
Martin AmisSome junk novels were all about airports. Some junk novels were even called things like Airport. Why, then you might ask, was there no airport called Junk Novel? …Junk novels have been around for at least as long as non-junk novels, and airports haven’t been around for very long at all. But they both really took off at the same time. Readers of junk novels and people in airports wanted the same thing: escape, and quick transfer from one junk novel to another junk novel and from one airport to another airport.
Martin AmisSo this was all you got:the zooty sideburns and masturbator's pallor of an old Ted in a black suit and the secular obsequies.
Martin AmisMots clés humour-quote
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