As I followed the chief waiter with my eyes, I could not…
““As I followed the chief waiter with my eyes, I could not help thinking that the garden in which he had gradually blown to be the flower he was, was an arduous place to rise in. It had such a prescriptive, stiff-necked, long-established, solemn, elderly air. I glanced about the room, which had had its sanded floor sanded, no doubt, in exactly the same manner when the chief waiter was a boy - if he ever was a boy, which appeared improbable; and at the shining tables, where I saw myself reflected, in unruffled depths of old mahogany; and at the lamps, without a flaw in their trimming or cleaning; and at the comfortable green curtains, with their pure brass rods, snugly enclosing the boxes; and at the two large coal fires, brightly burning; and at the rows of decanters, burly as if with the consciousness of pipes of expensive old port wine below; and both England and the law appeared to me to be very difficult indeed to be taken by storm.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The narrator observes the rigid, tradition‑bound environment of England and its legal system as oppressive and difficult to change.
In simple terms: England and law seem old, stiff, and hard to reform.
Recognize the weight of tradition when seeking change.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- legal reform
- social activism
- personal growth
- challenging norms
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How can one navigate or transform rigid institutions?
- What role does tradition play in personal identity?
Change may be resisted by entrenched customs and power.