Perhaps host and guest is really the happiest relation for father and son. — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“To Father Rothschild no passage was worse than any other. He thought of the sufferings of the saints, the mutability of human… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
Don't hold your parents up to contempt. After all, you are their son, and it is just possible that you may take… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
Beware of writing to me. I always answer ... My father spent the last 20 years of his life writing letters. If… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
My father and I were never intimate in the sense of my coming to him with confidences or seeking advice. Our relationship… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“Don't you think," said Father Rothschild gently, "that perhaps it is all in some way historical? I don't think people ever want… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“My father from long habit took a book with him to the table and then, remembering my presence, furtively dropped it under… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“...the collection of sombre and bulky objects that had stood in his father's dressing room; indestructable presents for his wedding and twenty-first… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“Always wear a tall hat on Sundays during term. It is by that, more than anything, that a man is judged.’ And… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
If, for instance, they have heard something from the postman, they attribute it to a semi-official statement; if they have fallen into conversation with… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
One can write, think and pray exclusively of others; dreams are all egocentric. — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“Sometimes," Helena continued, "I have a terrible dream of the future. Not now, but presently, people may forget their loyalty to their kings and… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“Rex has never been unkind to me intentionally. It's just that he isn't a real person at all; he's just a few faculties of… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
If it could only be like this always – always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe and Aloysius in a good temper... — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“My dear, I should like to stick you full of barbed arrows like a p-p-pin cushion...Where do you lurk? I shall come down your… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
There is something incomparably thrilling in first opening a brand new book. — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“Beware the Anglo-Catholics. They're all sodomites with unpleasant accents." --Cousin Jasper” — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“The fortnight at Venice passed quickly and sweetly-- perhaps too sweetly; I was drowning in honey, stingless.” — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
“It’s awful to think that I shall probably never, as long as I live, see you dancing like that again all by yourself.” — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
I've always been bad. Probably I shall be bad again, punished again. But the worse I am, the more I need God. I can't… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
His courtesy was somewhat extravagant. He would write and thank people who wrote to thank him for wedding presents and when he encountered anyone… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
