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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.

Evelyn Waugh

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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Common Experience Live Misery Myself Possible
Every Englishman abroad, until it is proved to the contrary, likes to consider himself a traveller and not a tourist.
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Himself Man Travel
All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I’d sooner go to my dentist any day.
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Happiness Myself Sleep Togetherness
If politicians and scientists were lazier, how much happier we should all be.
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Happiness Politics Science
Its a rather pleasant change when all your life you’ve had people looking after you, to have someone to look after yourself. Only of course it has to be someone pretty hopeless to need looking after by me.
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Change Happiness Hope Life Myself People
I’m one of the blind alleys off the main road of procreation.
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Blind Myself Road
Perhaps host and guest is really the happiest relation for father and son.
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Father Happiness Relationship Son
Conversation should be like juggling; up go the balls and plates, up and over, in and out, good solid objects that glitter in the footlights and fall with a bang if you miss them.
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Conversation Goodness Missing Yourself
Instead of this absurd division into sexes they ought to class people as static and dynamic.
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Division People Sex Weird
After all, damn it, what does being in love mean if you can’t trust a person.
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Couple Love Person Relationship Trust Yourself
I read the newspapers with lively interest. It is seldom that they are absolutely, point-blank wrong. That is the popular belief, but those who are in the know can usually discern an embryo of truth, a little grit of fact, like the core of a pearl, round which have been deposited the delicate layers of ornament.
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Live Myself Popular Reading Truth Wrong
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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Bed Myself Need Rest Sleep Work
When we argue for our limitations, we get to keep them.
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Argument Limitation Ourselves
An artist must be a reactionary. He has to stand out against the tenor of the age and not go flopping along.
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Age Artist Flop Reaction Stand
The splendid thing about education is that everyone wants it. Like influenza, you can give it away without losing any of it yourself.
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Education Lose Yourself
I put the words down and push them a bit.
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Myself Voice Word

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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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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