I was never an Angry Young Man. I am angry only when I hit my thumb with a hammer.
1979 Dissociating himself from that literary grouping, in The Eton College Chronicle, Jun.
The light did him harm, but not as much as looking at things did; he resolved, having done it once, never to move his eyeballs again. A dusty thudding in his head made the scene before him beat like a pulse. His mouth had been used as a latrine by some small creature of the night, and then as its mausoleum.Sir Kingsley Amis
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