I should like to bury something precious in every place where I’ve been happy and then, when I’m old and ugly and miserable, I could come back and dig it up and remember.
EVELYN WAUGHI can’t bare you when you’re not amusing.
More Evelyn Waugh Quotes
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A work of art is not a matter of thinking beautiful thoughts or experiencing tender emotions , but of intelligence, skill, taste, proportion, knowledge, discipline and industry; especially discipline.
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I put the words down and push them a bit.
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Instead of this absurd division into sexes they ought to class people as static and dynamic.
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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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I prefer all but the very worst travel books, to all but the very best novels.
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If a thing’s worth doing at all, it’s worth doing well.
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Words have basic inalienable meanings, departure from which is either conscious metaphor or inexcusable vulgarity.
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Enclosing every thin man, there’s a fat man demanding elbow-room.
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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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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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To understand all is to forgive all.
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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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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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Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.
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He had no strength for any other war than his own solitary struggle to keep alive.
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