For me the two most memorable lines in the TMA book have always been these;

"Atop Knap Hill I eat my snot
For 'tis the only food I got"

Magic. Driving north from Pewsey, for the first time (overloaded at a chipper), I saw what he was writing about...

‘Neath Adam’s Grave I push “large chips”
down through my teeth and grasping lips...

Didn’t Strabo state that ancients ate
Their fathers’ bodies on a plate;
And drank the fluid that now gets hid
In a silver cup, under a silver lid?
Somehow their presence is up here still;
Watching me watching, on the hill.