He lay back for a little in his bed thinking about the smells of food... of the intoxicating breath of bakeries and dullness of buns.... He planned dinners, of enchanting aromatic foods... endless dinners, in which one could alternate flavour with flavour from sunset to dawn without satiety, while one breathed great draughts of the bouquet of old brandy.


VILE BODIES & BLACK MISCHIEF (ed. 1958)

Evelyn Waugh Quotes

He lay back for a little in his bed thinking about the smells of food... of the intoxicating breath of bakeries and dullness of buns.... He planned...

He lay back for a little in his bed thinking about the smells of food... of the intoxicating breath of bakeries and dullness of buns.... He planned...

He lay back for a little in his bed thinking about the smells of food... of the intoxicating breath of bakeries and dullness of buns.... He planned...

He lay back for a little in his bed thinking about the smells of food... of the intoxicating breath of bakeries and dullness of buns.... He planned...