Evelyn Waugh
Evelyn Waugh
Arthur Evelyn St. John Waughwas an English writer of novels, biographies and travel books. He was also a prolific journalist and reviewer of books. His most famous works include the early satires Decline and Falland A Handful of Dust, the novel Brideshead Revisitedand the Second World War trilogy Sword of Honour. Waugh is recognised as one of the great prose stylists of the English language in the 20th century...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth28 October 1903
war struggle alive
He had no strength for any other war than his own solitary struggle to keep alive.
summer fruit always-alone
If it could only be like this always – always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe and Aloysius in a good temper...
care want news
News is what a chap who doesn't care much about anything wants to read.
sadness forever looks
...she had regained what I thought she had lost forever, the magical sadness which had drawn me to her, the thwarted look that had seemed to say, "Surely I was made for some other purpose than this?
hate saint want
No one could really hate a saint, could they? They can't really hate God either. When they want to Hate Him and His saints they have to find something like themselves and pretends it's God and hate that.
school home gay
Anyone who has been to an English public school will always feel comparatively at home in prison. It is the people brought up in the gay intimacy of the slums who find prison so soul-destroying.
leaving world treasure
I felt that I was leaving part of myself behind, and that wherever I went afterwards I should feel the lack of it, and search for it hopelessly, as ghosts are said to do, frequenting the spots where they buried material treasures without which they cannot pay their way to the nether world.
might use force
Other nations use 'force' we Britons alone use 'Might'.
sunset thinking smell
He lay back for a little in his bed thinking about the smells of food . . . of the intoxicating breath of bakeries and dullness of buns. . . . He planned dinners, of enchanting aromatic foods . . . endless dinners, in which one could alternate flavour with flavour from sunset to dawn without satiety, while one breathed great draughts of the bouquet of old brandy.
book believe belief
I do not believe the expenditure of $2.50 for a book entitles the purchaser to the personal friendship of the author.
baby work book
I never can understand how two men can write a book together; to me that's like three people getting together to have a baby.
understanding forgiving
To understand all is to forgive all.
joy failing lost
He did not fail in love, but he lost the joy of it [...]
art past thinking
An artist must be a reactionary. He has to stand out against the tenor [group think] of the age and not go flopping along. By doing this he helps us to question and reassess our past, present and future situations, our assumptions and our options.