| Quote #1
My endeavour shall be, in such future as stretches out its snowy and lilywhite arms to me before the nozh overtakes or the blood spatters its final chorus in twisted metal and smashed glass on the highroad, to not get loveted again. Which is fair speeching. (1.4.21)
Notice that Alex's speech, when he talks of violence and gore and blood, is particularly flowery and aesthetic. It would seem obvious that he takes much aesthetic delight in violence.
| Quote #2
…and that made the old veck start moaning a lot then, then out comes the blood, my brothers, real beautiful. So all we did then was to pull his outer platties off, stripping him down to his vest and long underpants (very starry; Dim smecked his head off near), and then Pete kicks him lovely in his pot. (1.1.22)
Again, Alex's descriptions of pain and blood have a particularly aesthetic quality. His light adjectives also show just how much he delights in violence.
| Quote #3
And, my brothers, it was real satisfaction to me to waltz--left two three, right two three--and carve left cheeky and right cheeky, so that like two curtains of blood seemed to pour out at the same time, one on either side of his fat filthy oily snout in the winter starlight. Down this blood poured in like red curtains (1.2.8)
Why do you suppose Burgess seeks to emphasize the aesthetic qualities of violence so much in this book? This passage contains a solid hint.