The End of the Battle Quotes

“There was a regulation that if they remained at large in enemy territory for some weeks longer, they could be repatriated to the United States. It was for this that they had made a hazardous parachute jump and destroyed an expensive, very slightly damaged aeroplane.”
― Evelyn Waugh, Unconditional Surrender

“It was as though Banquo had turned host.”
― Evelyn Waugh, Unconditional Surrender

“The enemy at last was plain in view, huge and hateful, all disguise cast off. It was the Modern Age in arms. Whatever the outcome there was a place for him in that battle.” This was the belief of Guy Crouchback in 1939 when he heard the news of the Molotov-Ribbentrop Treaty. What follows is the story of his attempt to find his “place in that battle.”
― Evelyn Waugh, The End of the Battle

“Virginia’s son was born on June 4th, the day on which all allied armies entered Rome.”
― Evelyn Waugh, Unconditional Surrender

“prescribed exercise, still ran through boskage between the partisan bivouacs. The circle of villas in the outskirts of the town abandoned precipitately by their owners had been allotted by the partisans to various official purposes. In the largest of these the Russian mission lurked invisibly.”
― Evelyn Waugh, Unconditional Surrender

“There were thermal springs, and at the end of the preceding century the town had been laid out modestly as a spa. Hot water still ran in the bath house. Two old gardeners still kept some order in the ornamental grounds. The graded paths, each with a “view-point,” the ruins of a seat and of a kiosk, where once invalids had taken their”
― Evelyn Waugh, Unconditional Surrender

“The Grace of God is in courtesy’;”
― Evelyn Waugh, Unconditional Surrender

“adore having you. It’s only Ian; he was saying tonight he wondered if you wouldn’t feel more comfortable if you paid something…”
― Evelyn Waugh, Unconditional Surrender

“Here it seemed some of them slept for there were divan beds covered with blankets only and a large, much undenticulated, comb.”
― Evelyn Waugh, Unconditional Surrender