E. F. Benson

E. F. Benson

M.O.M. (1913)

Summary

Portrait of E. F. Benson E. F. Benson,  M.O.M. (1913)

“ Henry Attwood deposited his long, big limbs in a chair that only just held him. His ruddy boyish face, with its blue eyes and crisp curling hair, showed like a sort of sun through the clouds of tobacco smoke which he puffed from a briar-wood pipe. Outside, a sudden flood of wind-vexed rain beat on the window, and he jerked his thumb over his shoulder.
"I hate a wet Saturday night," he said, "because it drives my lambs into the pubs. But they've got to learn to stand on their own feet, bless them! Well, about My Own Mixture. It's going to be made chiefly of camomile and salt.
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Portrait of E. F. Benson E. F. Benson,  M.O.M. (1913)

“ Now, when the boys' club is open, they really find it far more attractive than the streets—they don't want to go into the pubs, and get into beastly messes. So once a week I turn them all loose, and they've got to protect themselves against filth and boozing. It answers all right. Of course, some of them get into scrapes or drink too much; but usually, on reflection, they find they didn't enjoy it so tremendously. Men have got far more imagination than you think; they think of themselves as being strong and hard-working and clear-eyed, and that has a great effect on their lives. Imagination! ”
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Portrait of E. F. Benson E. F. Benson,  M.O.M. (1913)

“ A year and a half of incessant golf -playing secured for him the amateur championship, while a year of strenuous piano-playing proved to him,that he would never make a pianist. Then followed a couple of years in Paris, where he studied medicine at the Sorbonne, and mesmerism in the Charcot School, and then it suddenly struck him, with, a force that was inevitable and overwhelming, that he was living a life as selfish and self-centred as that of the merest sensualist. ”
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