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| Cleveland Amory (1917 - 1998) | The New England conscience does not stop you from doing what you shouldn't -- it just stops you from enjoying it. | |
| D. H. Lawrence (1855 - 1930) | Curse the blasted jelly-boned swines, the slimy belly-wriggling invertebrates, the miserable sodding rotters, the flaming sods, the sniveling, dribbling, dithering, palsied pulseless lot that make up England today. They've got white of egg in their veins, and their spunk is that watery, it's a marvel they can breed . . . Why, why, why, was I born an Englishman! | |
| Dr. Samuel Johnson (1707 - 1784) | It is commonly observed, that when two Englishmen meet, their first talk is of the weather; they are in haste to tell each other, what each must already know, that it is hot or cold, bright or cloudy, windy or calm. | |
| George Orwell (1903 - 1950) | England is the most class-ridden country under the sun. It is a land of snobbery and privilege, ruled largely by the old and silly | |
| H. L. Mencken (1880 - 1956) | The New England shopkeepers and theologians never really developed a civilization; all they ever developed was a government. They were, at their best, tawdry and tacky fellows, oafish in manner and devoid of imagination. | |
| James Agate | The English instinctively admire any man who has no talent and is modest about it. | |
| Lord Orrey | To say the truth we are a declining people, destinated I fear for absolute destruction. We have had our day; it ended with Queen Anne. | |
| Quentin Crisp | The English think incompetence is the same thing as sincerity. | |
| Robin Williams (1951 - ) | In England, if you commit a crime, the police don't have a gun and you don't have a gun. If you commit a crime, the police will say, "Stop, or I'll say stop again." | |
| S. J. Perelman | There is such a thing a too much couth. - (on England) | |
| Sydney Smith | What a pity it is that we have no amusements in england but vice and religion. | |
| Voltaire (1694 - 1778) | England has forty-two religions and only two sauces. | |
| William Blake (1757 - 1827) | The harlot's cry from street to street, Shall weave old england's winding-sheet. |
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