Anti Pastoral Quotes

Question 1

What had once been the walls of a fruit garden… mutilated old trees

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Question 2

He accepted it… Hooper was no romantic… Hooper became a symbol to me of Young England… he was the acid test of all these alloys

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Question 3

Great barrack of a place… very ornate… a queer thing… a sort of RC church… frightful great fountain

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Question 4

The words seemed to ring back to me enriched from the vaults of my dungeon

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Question 5

It’s where my family live … an ominous chill

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Question 6

Or that peculiarly noisome object?’ (a human skull… It bore the motto ‘Et in Arcadia ego’ inscribed on its forehead.)

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Question 7

They’re quite, quite gruesome

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Question 8

Everything was black and dead and still in the quadrangle

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Question 9

The fortnight at Venice passed quickly and sweetly — perhaps too sweetly; I was drowning in honey, stingless.

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Question 10

My friend, he is a volcano of hate … But Sebastian hates her too … they are full of hate

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Question 11

The leaves were falling and in the college gardens… the grey walls… the golden lights were diffuse and remote… twilight

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Question 12

The autumnal mood possessed us both

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Question 13

So lively in the summer sunshine, seemed dimmed and muted now in the pervading fog, the river-borne twilight that softened and obscured all that year for me.

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Question 14

Sebastian subdued

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Question 15

I had no mind then for anything except Sebastian, and I saw him already as being threatened, though I did not yet know how black was the threat

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Question 16

His days in Arcadia were numbered

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Question 17

Then, back at Oxford, we took up again the life that seemed to be shrinking in the cold air.

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Question 18

The sadness that had been strong in Sebastian the term before gave place to kind of sullenness, even towards me. He was sick at heart somewhere

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Question 19

But the shadows were closing round Sebastian

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Question 20

‘Me?’ said Sebastian from the shadows beyond the lamplight… beyond the family circle

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Question 21

Sammy came panting in and recaptured me

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Question 22

Making a skeleton out of Sebastian

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Question 23

like a fire deep in the hold of a ship… black and red in the darkness… in acrid wisps of smoke— I was in a strange world, a dead world to me, in a moon-landscape of barren lava, a high place of toiling lungs.

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Question 24

Small tortoise… slightly obscene object… antediluvian head… “Oh, Julia, what’s that? How beastly.”

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Question 25

A door had shut, the low door in the wall I had sought and found in Oxford; open it now and I should find no enchanted garden.

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Question 26

Callously wicked, wantonly cruel

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Question 27

As Sebastian in his sharp decline seemed daily to fade and crumble, so much the more did Julia stand out clear and firm

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Question 28

He had stepped straight from the underworld

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Question 29

Rex had to have bridesmaids and orange blossom and the Wedding March. It was gruesome.

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Question 30

He’s been something of a thorn in our sides here

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Question 31

There’s war going on not thirty miles from this house

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Question 32

A face that was unnaturally lined for a man of his obvious youth

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Question 33

Sebastian began painfully to rise from his chair.

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Question 34

I only came up today, and didn’t realize how far the decay had gone.

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Question 35

For nearly ten dead years

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Question 36

It’s just another jungle closing in.

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Question 37

A perfect metaphor for the process to be found in physics, from the way in which, I dimly apprehend, particles of energy group and regroup themselves in separate magnetic systems

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Question 38

Back from the jungle, back from the ruins

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Question 39

The diamonds flashed in her hair and on her fingers, but her hands were nervously rolling little balls of crumb, and her starry head drooped in despair.

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Question 40

I summoned cataracts and hurricanoes

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Question 41

We orphans of the storm

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Question 42

Where, my dear Charles, did you find this sumptuous greenery? The corner of a hothouse at T-t-rent or T-t-tring?

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Question 43

It kills love; it kills art; I greatly fear, my dear Charles, it has killed you.

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Question 44

Suddenly she cut me across the face with her switch, a vicious, stinging little blow as hard as she could strike.

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Question 45

Threw the half-peeled wand into the water, where it floated white and black in the moonlight.

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Question 46

The whole hillside seemed to be falling… rolling with the avalanche into the ravine.”

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Question 47

It was a bleak and gusty day. Cottages and lodges were decorated; plans for a bonfire that night and for the village silver band to play.

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Question 48

Lord Marchmain stood bowed and shrunken… his face white and lined, his nose coloured by the cold

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Question 49

This little cloud, the size of a man’s hand, that was going to swell into a storm among us.

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Question 50

The sense that the fate of more souls than one was at issue; that the snow was beginning to shift on the high slopes

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Question 51

It suddenly darkened, too, into brief accesses of hate when she seemed to throw herself against the restraints of her love for me like a caged animal against the bars.

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Question 52

Something coming out of the waters, a monster with sightless face and thrashing tail thrown up from the depths

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Question 53

The avalanche was down, the hillside swept bare behind it; the last echoes died on the white slopes; the new mound glittered and lay still in the silent valley.

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Question 54

Year by year, generation after generation, they enriched and extended it; year by year the great harvest of timber in the park grew to ripeness; until, in sudden frost, came the age of Hooper; the place was desolate and the work all brought to nothing

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