Quote of the Day (Evelyn Waugh, on an Aristocrat’s Wife Bored With the Family Mansion)

“Shafts of November sunshine streamed down from lancet and oriel, tinctured in green and gold, gules and azure by the emblazoned coats, broken by the leaded devices into countless points and patches of coloured light. Brenda descended the great staircase step by step through alternations of dusk and rainbow. Both hands were occupied, holding to her breast a bag, a small hat, a half-finished panel of petit-point embroidery and a vast, disordered sheaf of Sunday newspapers, above which only her eyes and forehead appeared as though over a yashmak.” —English novelist-travel writer Evelyn Waugh (1903-1966), A Handful of Dust (1934)