News is what a chap who doesn’t care much about anything wants to read.
EVELYN WAUGHNews is what a chap who doesn’t care much about anything wants to read.
EVELYN WAUGHWords should be an intense pleasure just as leather should be to a shoemaker.
EVELYN WAUGHWe cherish our friends not for their ability to amuse us, but for ours to amuse them…
EVELYN WAUGHIt is a curious thing. That every creed promises a paradise which will be absolutely uninhabitable for anyone of civilized taste.
EVELYN WAUGHPort is not for the very young, the vain and the active. It is the comfort of age and the companion of the scholar and the philosopher.
EVELYN WAUGHInstead of this absurd division into sexes they ought to class people as static and dynamic.
EVELYN WAUGHCharm 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 WAUGHThe splendid thing about education is that everyone wants it. Like influenza, you can give it away without losing any of it yourself.
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 WAUGHHe was gifted with the sly, sharp instinct for self-preservation that passes for wisdom among the rich.
EVELYN WAUGHManners are especially the need of the plain. The pretty can get away with anything.
EVELYN WAUGHI’m one of the blind alleys off the main road of procreation.
EVELYN WAUGHI prefer all but the very worst travel books, to all but the very best novels.
EVELYN WAUGHI put the words down and push them a bit.
EVELYN WAUGHI’m quite deaf now; such a comfort.
EVELYN WAUGHAll this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I’d sooner go to my dentist any day.
EVELYN WAUGH