Fen sighed. “We are all becoming standardized and normal, Nigel. The divine gift of purely nonsensical speech and action is in atrophy. Would you believe it, a pupil of mine had the impertinence the other day to tick me off for reading him passages regarding the Fimble Fowl and the Quangle-Wangle as an illustration of pure poetic inventiveness; I put him in his place all right.” In the semi-darkness his eye became momentarily lambent with remembered satisfaction. “But there's no eccentricity nowadays — none at all.”
From the Book The Case of the Gilded Fly, Elmsford, New York: London House and Maxwell, 1944, ISBN 827703392
No. 262