Brideshead revisited Quote by Evelyn Waugh Download Open image “Where can we hide in fair weather, we orphans of the storm?” — Evelyn Waugh ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.7 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Brideshead revisited Fair weather Orphan Storm Weather
We can't afford to wait until the storm has passed. We must learn to work in rain. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Lucky people should hide. Pray the days of wrath do not visit their home. — Josephine Hart Copy Share Image
Let us look for secret things somewhere in the world on the blue shore of silence or where the storm has passed rampaging like… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Whatever happens during rainy time, you don't need to wish it to stop just you to be protected because some people needs that. Instead,… — Nathaniel E. Quimada Copy Share Image
Watching your dress as you turn down the lights. I forget all about the storm outside. — Brandon Flowers Copy Share Image
There's a place I know. We can go where the cops wont show. For this land we pray. Leaves will fall on another day. — Koop Copy Share Image
We cannot wait for the storm to blow over; we must learn to work in the rain. — Jennifer Granholm Copy Share Image
It's never fun when we're in the midst of the storm. But when we land someplace we know we never could have found on… — Beth Moore Copy Share Image
This life will never be without storms. Stop fearing the storm. Build your inner shelter. — Yasmin Mogahed 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
I think for Lev [Grossman], C. S. Lewis was a huge inspiration from his childhood. I know that Brideshead Revisited is a book that… — Hale Appleman Copy Share Image
It is no longer possible to accept the benefits of civilization and at the same time deny the supernatural basis upon which it is… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
The trouble with modern education is you never know how ignorant they are. — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
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… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
An ideal museum show would be a mating of Brideshead Revisited with House & Garden. provoking intense and pleasurable nostalgia for a past that… — Robert Hughes Copy Share Image
But I was in search of love in those days, and I went full of curiosity and the faint, unrecognized apprehension that here, at… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
The worse I am, the more I need God. I can't shut myself out from His mercy. That is what it would mean; starting… — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time. We possess nothing certainly except the past. — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
The languor of Youth - how unique and quintessential it is! How quickly, how irrecoverably, lost! — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image
'I don't believe you've changed at all, Charles.' 'No, I'm afraid not.' 'D'you want to change?' 'It's the only evidence of life.' — Evelyn Waugh Copy Share Image