My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time.


Brideshead Revisited (1945)


My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time.

My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time.

My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time.

My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time.