[My father] was a lazy man. It was the days of independent incomes, and if you had an independent income you didn't work. You were...n't expected to. I strongly suspect that my father would not have been particularly good at working anyway. He left our house in Torquay every morning and went to his club. He returned, in a cab, for lunch, and in the afternoon went back to the club, played whist all afternoon, and returned to the house in time to dress for dinner.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming that comes when you finish the life of the emotions and of personal relations; and sudd...enly you find--at the age of fifty, say--that a whole new life has opened before you, filled with things you can think about, study, or read about.... It is as if a fresh sap of ideas and thoughts was rising in you.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »