Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh

1903 - 1966

A Quote by Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh

I am your memento mori.

Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh (1903 - 1966)

Source: The Loved One by Evelyn Waugh

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A Quote by Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh on authors, belief, books, and friendship

I do not believe the expenditure of $2.50 for a book entitles the purchaser to the personal friendship of the author.

Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh (1903 - 1966)

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A Quote by Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh on ability and friendship

We cherish our friends not for their ability to amuse us, but for ours to amuse them.

Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh (1903 - 1966)

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A Quote by Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh on boredom, punctuality, and virtue

Punctuality is the virtue of the bored.

Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh (1903 - 1966)

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A Quote by Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh on dawn, food, planning, and thinking

He lay back for a little in his bed thinking about the smells of food . . . of the intoxicating breath of bakeries and dullness of buns. . . . He planned dinners, of enchanting aromatic foods . . . endless dinners, in which one could alternate flavour with flavour from sunset to dawn without satiety, while one breathed great draughts of the bouquet of old brandy.

Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh (1903 - 1966)

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A Quote by Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh on confidence and war

"What war?" said the Prime Minister sharply. "No one has said anything to me about a war. I really think I should have been told. I'll be damned," he said defiantly, "if they shall have a war without consulting me. What's a cabinet for, if there's not more mutual confidence than that? What do they want a war for anyway?"

Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh (1903 - 1966)

Source: Vile Bodies, 1930.

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A Quote by Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh on curiosity, paradise, and promises

It is a curious thing . . . that every creed promises a paradise which will be absolutely uninhabitable for anyone of civilized taste.

Evelyn Arthur St. John Waugh (1903 - 1966)

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