431 Quotes by Evelyn Waugh

Enclosing every thin man, there’s a fat man demanding elbow-room.

I haven’t been to sleep for over a year. That’s why I go to bed early. One needs more rest if one doesn’t sleep.

It doesn’t matter what people call you unless they call you pigeon pie and eat you up.

Feather-footed through the plashy fen passes the questing vole.’-William Boot.

Here at the age of thirty-nine I began to be old. I felt stiff and weary in the evenings and reluctant to go out of camp; I developed proprietary claims to certain chairs and newspapers; I regularly drank three glasses of gin before dinner, never more or less, and went to bed immediately after the nine o’clock news. I was always awake and fretful an hour before reveille. Here my last love died.

I’m quite deaf now; such a comfort.

The Second World War wasn’t bad provided you were with nice people.

It was as though Banquo had turned host.

Well, you see, she was saintly but she wasn’t a saint. No one could really hate a saint, could they? They can’t really hate God either. When they want to hate him and his saints they have to find something like themselves and pretend it’s God and hate that. I suppose you think that’s all bosh.