Orwell Is Sad

A little while back a young American soldier had rung up and I asked him to stay the night at our flat. He was sadquite interested and said it was the first time he had been inside an English home. I said, “How long have you been in this country?” and he said, “two months.” He went on to tell me that the previous day a girl had come up to him on the pavement and seized hold of his penis with the words, “Hullo, Yank!” Yet he had not seen the inside of an ordinary English home. This makes me sad.

—George Orwell, summer 1944 Partisan Review

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4 Responses to “Orwell Is Sad”


  1. 1 Miep January 16, 2014 at 6:28 pm

    Ah, the lost art of courtship.


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