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Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all.

Evelyn Waugh

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Evelyn Waugh
Age: 62 †
Born: 1903
Born: October 28
Died: 1966
Died: April 10
Autobiographer
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Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
War Correspondent
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Evelyn Arthur St John Waugh
Arthur Evelyn St. John Waugh
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