the edited letters of Evelyn Waugh,
stylish and amusing English novelist...
came across this from 1948 :
'I am reading Proust for the first time.
Very poor stuff. I think he was mentally defective.'
In another letter he pities Americans
for their 'superstitious belief in democracy',
an ancient intellectual caprice
which, in its mad modern developments,
indeed has proved to be as much
a mere three-witches-smoke-and-mirrors doctrine
as those of progress, the Brotherhood of Man,
the robustness of the dying biosphere
and World Peace.
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