![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-_i0cI2DWq2NmAR7ilzCjihi4iLjNbYeVneREouGaXzcAzjRzUQlhqZCRygFujPOVAVPiuWcvLTEj3WZvAUrWpVnegDCIcdvbJ71jse8UZ6O9hFZD25m9pJpky_BfccO0RXKXcvyg_L5U/s320/NoelCoward.jpg)
Noel Coward was urbane, funny and sophisticated, but also rather shallow. In 1949 he wrote to his longtime friend Esme Wynne, who was trying to win him for God: ‘My philosophy is as simple as ever. I love smoking, drinking, moderate sexual intercourse on a diminishing scale, reading and writing (not arithmetic). I have a selfless absorption in the well-being and achievements of Noel Coward… In spite of my unregenerate spiritual attitude, I am jolly kind to everybody and still attentive and devoted to my dear old Mother.’ However, Coward could sometimes pose some pretty interesting questions about religion, as in his little-known poem ‘Do I Believe in God’.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EY--_tfeIrk
1 comment:
a man of passion in whatever he did
Post a Comment