Though that's not even the best line in Arcadia, which is unquestionably:
Mr. Chater, you are a welcome guest at Sidley Park, but while you are one, The Castle of Otranto was written by whomsoever I say it was, otherwise what is the point of being a guest or having one?
"We shed as we pick up, like travellers who must carry everything in their arms, and what we let fall will be picked up by those behind. The procession is very long and life is very short. We die on the march."
Happy birthday and long life to the master!
God, I was so utterly captivated by this play! (I had the amazing privilege to attend the revival with my high school BritLit class Junior year (1995) in the nosebleeds.)
