We cherish our friends not for their ability to amuse us, but for ours to amuse them…
EVELYN WAUGHThey are a very decent generous lot of people out here and they don’t expect you to listen. It’s the secret of social ease in this country. They talk entirely for their own pleasure. Nothing they say is designed to be heard.
More Evelyn Waugh Quotes
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The human mind is inspired enough when it comes to inventing horrors; it is when it tries to invent a Heaven that it shows itself cloddish.
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Your actions, and your action alone, determines your worth.
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Words should be an intense pleasure just as leather should be to a shoemaker.
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Instead of this absurd division into sexes they ought to class people as static and dynamic.
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A typical triumph of modern science to find the only part of Randolph that was not malignant and remove it.
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Not everyone grows to be old, but everyone has been younger than he is now.
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I did not know it was possible to be so miserable and live but I am told that this is a common experience.
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I don’t believe that people would ever fall in love or want to be married if they hadn’t been told about it. It’s like abroad: no one would want to go there if they hadn’t been told it existed.
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Charm is the great English blight. It does not exist outside these damp islands. It spots and kills anything it touches. It kills love; it kills art; I greatly fear, my dear Charles, it has killed you.
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There is something incomparably thrilling in first opening a brand new book.
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I haven’t been to sleep for over a year. That’s why I go to bed early. One needs more rest if one doesn’t sleep.
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O God, make me good, but not yet.
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It is no longer possible to accept the benefits of civilization and at the same time deny the supernatural basis upon which it is based.
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He had no strength for any other war than his own solitary struggle to keep alive.
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Anyone could write a novel given six weeks, pen paper, and no telephone or wife.
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