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.
EVELYN WAUGH
I regard writing not as an investigation of character but as an exercise in the use of language, and with this I am obsessed.
More Evelyn Waugh Quotes
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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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Perhaps host and guest is really the happiest relation for father and son.
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He had no strength for any other war than his own solitary struggle to keep alive.
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One forgets words as one forgets names. One’s vocabulary needs constant fertilizing or it will die.
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Her heart was broken perhaps, but it was a small inexpensive organ of local manufacture. In a wider and grander way she felt things had been simplified.
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Punctuality is the virtue of the bored.
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Anyone could write a novel given six weeks, pen paper, and no telephone or wife.
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The great charm in argument is really finding one’s own opinions, not other people’s.
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Aesthetic value is often the by-product of the artist striving to do something else.
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My children weary me. I can only see them as defective adults: feckless, destructive, frivolous, sensual, humorless.
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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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Don’t hold your parents up to contempt. After all, you are their son, and it is just possible that you may take after them.
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I’m quite deaf now; such a comfort.
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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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O God, make me good, but not yet.
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Here I am,’ I thought, ‘back from the jungle, back from the ruins. Here, where wealth is no longer gorgeous and power has no dignity.
EVELYN WAUGH