There is an Easter sense in which all things are made new in the risen Christ. A tiny gleam of this is reflected in all true art.

There is an Easter sense in which all things are made new in the risen Christ. A tiny gleam of this is reflected in all true art.

When I reached C Company lines, which were at the top of the hill, I paused and looked back at the camp, just coming into full view below me through the grey mist of early morning.

I can't bare you when you're not amusing.

When we argue for our limitations, we get to keep them.

Evelyn Waugh: How do you get your main pleasure in life, Sir William? Sir William Beveridge: I get mine trying to leave the world a better place than I found it. Waugh: I get mine spreading alarm and despondency and I get more satisfaction than you do.

Never get mixed up in a Welsh wrangle. It doesn't end in blows like an Irish one, but goes on forever.