Edward St. Aubyn Quotes

His conscience, like a sunburnt scorpion, was stinging itself to death.

Was he, after all, really a bad man doing a brilliant impersonation of an idiot? It was hard to tell. The connections between stupidity and malice were so tangled and so dense.

No pain is too small if it hurts, but any pain is too big if it's cherished.

Old enough to remember the arrival of 'Have a nice day', Patrick could only look with alarm on the hyperinflation of 'Have a great one'. Where would this Weimar of bullying cheerfulness end? 'You have a profound and meaningful day now.