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
thinking bed wells
Soon someone would say the fatal words, "Well, I think it’s time for me to go to bed.
morning memories war
My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time. We possess nothing certainly except the past.
religious atheism salary
There is a species of person called a 'Modern Churchman' who draws the full salary of a beneficed clergyman and need not commit himself to any religious belief.
writing wife paper
Anyone could write a novel given six weeks, pen paper, and no telephone or wife.
book phrases literature
Professional reviewers read so many bad books in the course of duty that they get an unhealthy craving for arresting phrases.
christian atheism special
The better sort of Ishmaelites have been Christian for many centuries and will not publicly eat human flesh uncooked in Lent, without special and costly dispensation from their bishop.
literature down-and bits
I put the words down and push them a bit.
simple literature kingdoms
Pray always for all the learned, the oblique, the delicate. Let them not be quite forgotten at the throne of God when the simple come into their kingdom.
vanity
Quomondo sedet sola civitas. Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.
book reading differences
If Brideshead Revisited is not a great book, it's so like a great book that many of us, at least while reading it, find it hard to tell the difference.
artist years novelists
It may happen in the next hundred years that the English novelists of the present day will come to be valued as we now value the artists and craftsmen of the late eighteenth century.
travel new-york loneliness
If one's object is ascetic, it is far better to stay in London or Paris or New York; there is practically no extreme of heat or cold, physical risk, loneliness, hunger or thirst that cannot, with a little ingenuity, be conveniently achieved in the centres of civilization.
comfort deaf
I'm quite deaf now; such a comfort.
lying passion waiting
Medical science has oppressed us with a new huge burden of longevity. It is in that last undesired decade, when passion is cold, appetites feeble, curiosity dulled and experience has begotten cynicism, that accidia lies in wait as the final temptation to destruction.