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Enid Bagnold

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If I had my life over again[, ] I'd have thought more about words. And thought about them earlier.


— Enid Bagnold


#life

When a man goes through six years training to be a doctor he will never be the same. He knows too much.


— Enid Bagnold


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As for death one gets used to it, even if it's only other people's death you get used to.


— Enid Bagnold


#even #get #gets #only #other

A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again.


— Enid Bagnold


#again #always #baby #back #father

The pleasure of one's effect on other people still exists in age - what's called making a hit. But the hit is much rarer and made of different stuff.


— Enid Bagnold


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The theatre is a gross art, built in sweeps and over-emphasis. Compromise is its second name.


— Enid Bagnold


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Judges don't age; time decorates them.


— Enid Bagnold


#judges #them #time






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Lady Jones died at Rottingdean in 1981 and is buried in St Margaret's churchyard. Works
A Diary Without Dates (1917) at The Internet Archive
The Sailing Ships and other poems (1918)
The Happy Foreigner (1920) at A Celebration of Women Writers
Serena Blandish or the Difficulty of Getting Married (1924) as A Lady of Quality
Alice & Thomas & Jane (1930)
National Velvet (1935)
The Door of Life (1938)
The Squire (1938)
Lottie Dundass (1943) play
Two Plays (1944)
The Loved and Envied (1951)
Theatre (1951)
The Girl's Journey (1954)
The Chalk Garden (1955) play
The Chinese Prime Minister (1964) play
A Matter of Gravity (original title Call Me Jacky) (1967) play
Autobiography (1969)
Four Plays (1970)
Poems (1978)
Letters to Frank Harris & Other Friends (1980)
Early Poems (1987). She wrote of her hospital experiences in A Diary Without Dates and her driving experiences in The Happy Foreigner.

Lady Jones died at Rottingdean in 1981 and is buried in St Margaret's churchyard. She went to art school at the school of Walter Sickert in London and then worked for Frank Harris who was also her first lover. They had four children.

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