Status Updates From Brideshead Revisited

"He's dying of a long word" what a plain way of looking at death.

Keeping up with the Marchmains

“The Languor of youth - how unique and quintessential it is! How quickly, how irrecoverably, lost! The zest, the generous affections, the illusions, the despair, all the traditional attributes of Youth - all save this - come and go through out life; but languor - the relaxation of yet unwearied sinews, the mind sequestered and self-regarding - that belongs to Youth alone and dies with it."