An awful lot of England is slowly eroding, in ways that I find really distressing, and an awful lot of it is the hedgerows…
BILL BRYSONI became quietly seized with that nostalgia that overcomes you when you have reached the middle of your life and your father has recently died and it dawns on you that when he went he took some of you with him.
More Bill Bryson Quotes
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I must say, so long as the car is not actually moving. However, as soon as you put the car in motion … everything slides off … It can hold nothing that has not been nailed to it. So I ask you: what then is it for?
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It’s an unnerving thought that we may be the living universe’s supreme achievement and its worst nightmare simultaneously.
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The one upstairs room in which the Duke had resided was packed to the ceiling with hundreds of green boxes, each of which contained a single dark brown wig. This was, in short, a man worth getting to know.
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Christmas tree stands are the work of the devil and they want you dead.
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There’d never been a more advantageous time to be a criminal in America than during the 13 years of Prohibition.
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Boston’s freeway system is insane. It was clearly designed by a person who had spent his childhood crashing toy trains.
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From an evolutionary point of view, sex is really just a reward mechanism to encourage us to pass on our genetic material.
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Distance changes utterly when you take the world on foot. A mile becomes a long way, two miles literally considerable, ten miles whopping, fifty miles at the very limits of conception.
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Every dog on the face of the earth wants me dead.
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I understand cricket – what’s going on, the scoring – but I can’t understand why.
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Even though sugar was very expensive, people consumed it till their teeth turned black, and if their teeth didn’t turn black naturally, they blackened them artificially to show how wealthy and marvelously self-indulgent they were.
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What is it about maps? I could look at them all day, earnestly studying the names of towns and villages I have never heard of and will never visit.
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Four times I was honked at for having the temerity to proceed through town without the benefit of metal.
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A cough so robust that I tapped into two new seams of phlegm.
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That is jargon – the practice of never calling a spade a spade when you might instead call it a manual earth-restructuring implement – and it is one of the great curses of modern English.
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