“The Judge came on swiftly. Out of the side-door, an ermined puppet, progressing weightless along the bench, head held at an angle, an arm swinging, the other crooked under cloth and gloves, trailing a wake of subtlety, of secret powers, age : an Elizabethan shadow gliding across the arras.”
– The Best We Can Do
“What one has loved, one possesses.”
A Compass Error
“Darling, equality does not mean being the same”, said Anna, “it means being treated the same.”
A Favourite of the Gods
“No one has ever done anything worth doing who thought about the reader.”
Sybille Bedford, quoted in the Daily Telegraph obituary.
“Over the balustrade and down the sides of fat oil-jars, great manes of flowering leaves trailed lemon-scented, rose-scented, spice-scented… Below, two cypresses formalised the view.”
– Sybille Bedford
A Legacy