Cyril Connolly, Enemies of Promise:
“Godfrey’s relaxation was reading Homer, he adored the Odyssey, for the Homeric world was one in which he was at home and the proverbs of ‘the wily Odysseus’, to the disgust of the able but Philistine Highworth, were never off his lips. ‘Oh, babababarbaba, babababarbaba,’ he would storm; ‘for God’s sake stop spouting Greek – I can’t understand a fellow with guts like you Godfrey wanting to quote that filthy Greek all the time – and as for you, Cyril, you’re worse, – nine bloody beanrows will I have there and a hive for the honey bloody bee – my God it makes me crap.'”
[Enemies of Promise, Chicago : The University of Chicago Press, 2008 : pp. 184-5]
