... a necklace of pearls on a white neck. We had lost the sense of discovery which had infused the anarchy of our first year. I began to settle down… - Evelyn Waugh

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... a necklace of pearls on a white neck.

We had lost the sense of discovery which had infused the anarchy of our first year. I began to settle down.

... the old house in the foreground, the rest of the world abandoned and forgotten; a world of its own of peace and love and beauty...

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About Evelyn Waugh

Arthur Evelyn St. John Waugh (28 October 1903 – 10 April 1966) was an English writer of novels, biographies, and travel books; he was also a prolific journalist and book reviewer. His most famous works include the early satires Decline and Fall (1928) and A Handful of Dust (1934), the novel Brideshead Revisited (1945), and the Second World War trilogy Sword of Honour (1952–1961). He is recognised as one of the great prose stylists of the English language in the 20th century.

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Alternative Names: Evelyn Arthur St John Waugh Arthur Evelyn St. John Waugh
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The way ran zigzag through a forest of pine which the bitter wind, still that morning, had turned to ice; every bough was adorned with lines of stalactite which shivered and glittered in the morning sun; every needle had a brilliant, vitreous case and when she flicked her whip at a wayside shrub she brought down a tinkling shower of ice-leaves, each the veined impression of its crisp, green counterpart.

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