# Edward St Aubyn

- Quotes: 47
- Author page: https://www.leafyquotes.com/edward-st-aubyn

## Books

- [At Last](https://www.leafyquotes.com/edward-st-aubyn/at-last.md) — 26 quotes
- [Bad News](https://www.leafyquotes.com/edward-st-aubyn/bad-news.md) — 6 quotes
- [Some Hope](https://www.leafyquotes.com/edward-st-aubyn/some-hope.md) — 15 quotes

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> Unless in fact he had a very dim memory of her and the photograph had blown on the tiny little ember of his connection with his granny, like a faint orange glow in a heap of soft grey ash, and for a moment he really could remember when he had sat on his granny’s lap and smiled at her and patted her wrinkly old face — his mother said he smiled at her and she was really pleased.

> When she told people how nervous she was about any kind of public appearance, they said incredibly annoying things like, ‘Don’t forget to breathe.’ Now she knew why.

> No doubt his grandmother and his great-grandfather had hoped to empower a senator, enrich a great art collection or encourage a dazzling marriage, but in the end they had mainly subsidized idleness, drunkenness, treachery and divorce.

> Thank goodness there were people who were happy with nothing, thought Julia, so that people like her (and everyone else she had ever met), could have more.

> Were the ironies of taxation any better: raising money for schools and hospitals and roads and bridges, and spending it on blowing up schools and hospitals and roads and bridges in self-defeating wars?

> And then he looked down at his fallen opponent, sprawled heavily on the carpet, and somehow the sight of his old neck, no longer festooned with an expensive black silk tie, but wrinkled and sagging and open at the throat, as if waiting for the final dagger thrust, filled him with pity and renewed his respect for the conservative powers of an ego that would rather kill its owner than allow him to change.

> It was virtually impossible to think of a sentence that made a positive use of that dreadful word ‘enough’, let alone one that started raving about ‘nothing’.

> Gothic script seemed to warp every letter that passed through the door of the funeral parlour, as if death were a German village.

> They said it was the only way to stop her running up debts, but the best way to stop her running up debts was to give her more money.

> How nauseating, thought Nicholas, a Jew being sentimental on behalf of a Negro: you lucky fellows, you’ve got plenty o’ nuthin’, whereas we’re weighted down with all this international capital and these wretched Broadway musical hits.

> Without speech, thoughts plough on like a train without tracks, buckling, crashing, ripping everything apart.

> As a guest, Emily Price had three main drawbacks: she was incapable of saying please, incapable of saying thank you and incapable of saying sorry, all the while creating a surge in the demand for these expressions.