From a View to a Death Quotes

“Senile decay seemed already to have laid its hand on him while he was still in the grip of arrested development.”
― Anthony Powell, From a View to a Death

“Mrs. Dadds, who was telling a story about her chilblains, brought her narrative to a more or less satisfactory conclusion and paused to regain her breath.”
― Anthony Powell, From a View to a Death

“The Misses Braby were twins who had shapeless faces on which the features seemed to have been placed fortuitously without any attempt at assembling them in such a way as to convey a significance.”
― Anthony Powell, From a View to a Death

“Fischbein stood in front of Zouch with his hands on his hips. He had a grey face, full of folds and swellings of loose flesh, like a piece of bad realistic sculpture.”
― Anthony Powell, From a View to a Death

“Major Fosdick was cleaning his guns in the drawing-room because it was the most comfortable room in the house. While he did this he brooded. He enjoyed cleaning his guns and he enjoyed brooding so that the afternoon was passing pleasantly enough and its charm was disturbed only by the presence of his wife, who sat opposite him, mending a flannel undergarment and making disjointed conversation about subjects in which he was not interested.”
― Anthony Powell, From a View to a Death

“He saw that as usual it would be better to be careful as for some years now he had found being good to be almost out of the question.”
― Anthony Powell, From a View to a Death

“   "Torquil Fosdick is a funny boy, isn't he?"
   "He certainly is."
   "I should think he was—well, at least I mean, you know—at least I should think anyone would think so, wouldn't you?"
   "Oh yes, I should think so. If they took the trouble to think about him, I mean.”
― Anthony Powell, From a View to a Death

“Zouch was a superman. A fair English equivalent of the Teutonic ideal of the Übermensch. No one knew this yet except himself. That was because he had not been one long enough for people to find out. They would learn all in good time; and to their cost.”
― Anthony Powell, From a View to a Death

“To arrive was to die a little.”
― Anthony Powell, From a View to a Death