The Chronicles of Clovis Quotes

“The censorious said she slept in a hammock and understood Yeats's poems, but her family denied both stories.”
― H.H. Munro (Saki), The Chronicles of Clovis

“There was something alike terrifying and piteous in the spectacle of these frail old morsels of humanity consecrating their last flickering energies to the task of making each other wretched. Hatred seemed to be the one faculty which had survived in undiminished vigor where all else was dropping into ordered and symmetrical decay.”
― H.H. Munro, The Chronicles of Clovis

“Miles away, down through an opening in the hills, he could catch glimpses of a road where motor-cars sometimes passed, and yet here, so removed from the arteries of the latest civilization, was a bat-haunted old homestead, where something unmistakably like witchcraft seemed to hold a very practical sway.”
― H.H. Munro, The Chronicles of Clovis

“And the vagueness of his alarm added to its terrors; when once you have taken the Impossible into your calculations its possibilities become practically limitless.”
― H.H. Munro, The Chronicles of Clovis

“No one seems to think that there are people who might like to kill their neighbours now and then.”
― Saki, The Chronicles of Clovis

“I can remember a menu long after I've forgotten the hostess that accompanied it.”
― Saki, The Chronicles of Clovis

“It was one of those exuberant peaches that meet you halfway, so to speak, and are all over you in a moment.”
― saki, The Chronicles of Clovis

“if he had an equal in his profession he had never acknowledged the fact.”
― Saki, The Chronicles of Clovis

“Who are those depressed-looking young women who have just gone by?" asked the Baroness; "they have the air of people who have bowed to destiny and are not quite sure whether the salute will be returned.”
― Saki, The Chronicles of Clovis

“she had been the eldest sister of a large family of self-indulgent children, and her particular form of indulgence had consisted in openly disapproving of the foibles of the others. Unfortunately the hobby had grown up with her.”
― Saki, The Chronicles of Clovis

“Did they seem much wrapped up in each other?"
"To be candid, Elsa looked as if she were wrapped up in a horse-rug..."
[From "Wratislav"]”
― Saki, The Chronicles of Clovis