Sunday, June 21, 2009

Daily Dose

From The Wanton Chase: An Autobiography from 1939, by Peter Quennell


"... when the old statesman announced that he must go home and, dutifully attended by Randolph, ambled towards the street, he could be heard enquiring who I was. 'An author,' Randolph replied; 'he's writing a book on John Ruskin.' 'Ah, Rushkin, Rushkin,' responded the senior Churchill in his sibillant, sonorous voice that has been so often parodied; and, reflectively, as he bade his son farewell: 'Rushkin -- a man with a shingularly unfortunate shex-life...'"

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