Evelyn Waugh Quotes

Be the ugly one, look at the nice one.

Sometimes I am two people. Johnny is the nice one. Cash causes all the trouble. They fight.

Subjectivity and objectivity commit a series of assaults on each other during a human life out of which the first one suffers the worse beating.

I'm a child of extremes.

The horrible thing about being me is that I have a very good eye about what people look like. Even me.

I've often thought I'm a short music hall comedian stuck in a leading man's body.

How could you do nothing to him, if you fought so hard?” she asked. “I’m lust and he’s wrath!” he yelled. “I’m a lover, he’s a fighter!” Virtue - A Fairy Tale

You see, to tall men I'm a midget, and to short men I'm a giant; to the skinny ones I'm a fat man, and to the fat ones I'm a thin man.

A man of letters is often a man with two natures,--one a book nature, the other a human nature. These often clash sadly.

Do you know how hard it is to say nothing? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite? I had practiced not saying anything the whole way from the airport, and it was still nearly killing me.

If he be Mr. Hyde" he had thought, "I shall be Mr. Seek.

As we're standing there I realize we're almost exactly the same height. We must look like the dark and light side of an Oreo cookie, and I think how just as easily it could have been the other way around. She could be blocking my path; I could be trying to slip around her into the dark.

I saw my bulky person in the windows of the passing storefronts and wondered, when will that man there find himself to be loved?

One's a dog-eat-dog world, and the other one's just the opposite.

I'm told I either look bigger than I do on television or that I look smaller than I look on television. No one seems to think I look the same size.

Sometimes I feel as though there are two me's, one coasting directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods when she's supposed to nod and says what she's supposed to say, and some other, deeper part, the part that worries and dreams... Most of the time they move along in sync and I hardly notice the split, but sometimes it feels as though I'm two whole different people and I could rip apart at any second.

Everybody has that little side of them they never really get to get out.

Until I am ready to lose weight, I cannot see how fat I am.

It's surprising to a lot of people because ballerinas look so long, but it's more of a proportion thing. Their legs are long in proportion to their body but in reality they're very tiny.

People who repress desires often turn, suddenly, into hypocrites.

You're so nice. You're not good, you're not bad, You're just nice. I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just right. I'm the witch. You're the world.

Wild inside; raging, writhing—yes, "writhing" was the word, writhing with desire. But outwardly he was hopelessly tame; outwardly—baa, baa, baa.

An increase of tenderness always ended by boiling over and turning to indignation. He was at the point where we seek to adopt a course, and to accept what tears us apart.

My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.

Beauty discrimination has become necessary, not from the perception that women will not be good enough, but that they will be, as they have been, twice as good.