Mr. Wodehouse’s idyllic world can never stale. He will continue to release future generations from captivity that may be more irksome than our own. He has made a world for us to live in and delight in.
EVELYN WAUGHMr. Wodehouse’s idyllic world can never stale. He will continue to release future generations from captivity that may be more irksome than our own. He has made a world for us to live in and delight in.
EVELYN WAUGHI think there’s almost nothing I can’t excuse except perhaps worshiping graven images. That seems to be idiotic.
EVELYN WAUGHI 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.
EVELYN WAUGHI’m quite deaf now; such a comfort.
EVELYN WAUGHIt 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.
EVELYN WAUGHDon’t hold your parents up to contempt. After all, you are their son, and it is just possible that you may take after them.
EVELYN WAUGHRemember that, however patient your study, you will never in adult life learn any language perfectly; the best you can hope for is to be a bore.
EVELYN WAUGHTo understand all is to forgive all.
EVELYN WAUGHInstead of this absurd division into sexes they ought to class people as static and dynamic.
EVELYN WAUGHHe had no strength for any other war than his own solitary struggle to keep alive.
EVELYN WAUGHO God, if there is a God, forgive him his sins, if there is such a thing as sin.
EVELYN WAUGHNot everyone grows to be old, but everyone has been younger than he is now.
EVELYN WAUGHI regard writing not as an investigation of character but as an exercise in the use of language, and with this I am obsessed.
EVELYN WAUGHTo know and love one other human being is the root of all wisdom.
EVELYN WAUGHWhat is youth except a man or a woman before it is ready or fit to be seen.
EVELYN WAUGHFor in that city -New York; there is neurosis in the air which the inhabitants mistake for energy.
EVELYN WAUGH