“He found her pretty in a bewildered, washed-out way, but it was her restlessness that aroused him, the quiet exasperation of a… — Edward St. Aubyn Copy Share Image
“What could he do but accept the disturbing extent to which memory was fictional and hope that the fiction lay at the… — Edward St. Aubyn Copy Share Image
“There could be no real dialogue between those who still thought that time was on their side and those who realized that… — Edward St. Aubyn Children Copy Share Image
“The measure of a work of art is how much art it has in it, not how much ‘relevance’. Relevant to whom?… — Edward St. Aubyn Art Copy Share Image
“An image flashed across her mind of two rams flinging their heads against each other on a rocky mountainside. What did the… — Edward St. Aubyn Copy Share Image
“Old enough to remember the arrival of 'Have a nice day', Patrick could only look with alarm on the hyperinflation of 'Have… — Edward St. Aubyn America Copy Share Image
“The Queen was saying only the other day that London property prices are so high that she doesn’t know how she’d cope… — Edward St. Aubyn Buckingham palace Copy Share Image
“He had become so caught up in building sentences that he had almost forgotten the barbaric days when thinking was like a… — Edward St. Aubyn Mind Copy Share Image
“The leafless trees, with their black branches stretched hysterically in every direction, looked to him like illustrations of a central nervous system… — Edward St. Aubyn Analogy Copy Share Image
