<p>'[Burgess] throws out a continuous firework display of erudition on a limitless range of topics – from astronomy and musicology to the chemical formula for monosodium glutamate and the rhythmic sounds of sexual intercourse.'<br />J.G. Ballard, ‘Senses of an Ending’, <i>The Guardian</i>, 28 October 1982, p. 16<br /><br />‘[<i>Puma</i>] is not the scorching apocalypse of Lawrence or Yeats but a love song to what would be lost if the world went away: all its colours and tastes and smells and finally forgivable mistakes. It is an old song but a good one.’<br />Michael Wood</p>
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