“ Dirt is a great respecter of persons; it lets you alone when you are well dressed, but as soon as your collar is gone it flies towards you from all directions. ”
George Orwell, Down and Out in Paris and London (1933). copy citation
Author | George Orwell |
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Source | Down and Out in Paris and London |
Topic | dirt dress |
Date | 1933 |
Language | English |
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Weblink | http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks01/0100171.txt |
Context
“They were the sort of clothes you see on a bootlace seller, or a tramp. An hour later, in Lambeth, I saw a hang-dog man, obviously a tramp, coming towards me, and when I looked again it was myself, reflected in a shop window. The dirt was plastering my face already. Dirt is a great respecter of persons; it lets you alone when you are well dressed, but as soon as your collar is gone it flies towards you from all directions.
I stayed in the streets till late at night, keeping on the move all the time. Dressed as I was, I was half afraid that the police might arrest me as a vagabond, and I dared not speak to anyone, imagining that they must notice a disparity between my accent and my clothes.”
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