I prefer all but the very worst travel books, to all but the very best novels.
EVELYN WAUGHIt is a curious thing. That every creed promises a paradise which will be absolutely uninhabitable for anyone of civilized taste.
More Evelyn Waugh Quotes
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The only thing that it is advisable to know in any language is the numerals; and even there, you can do a lot with the fingers.
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Punctuality is the virtue of the bored.
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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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Anyone could write a novel given six weeks, pen paper, and no telephone or wife.
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I’m one of the blind alleys off the main road of procreation.
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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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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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For in that city -New York; there is neurosis in the air which the inhabitants mistake for energy.
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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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All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I’d sooner go to my dentist any day.
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O God, if there is a God, forgive him his sins, if there is such a thing as sin.
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Instead of this absurd division into sexes they ought to class people as static and dynamic.
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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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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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It is easy, retrospectively, to endow one’s youth with a false precocity or a false innocence; to tamper with the dates marking one’s stature on the edge of the door.
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