Christopher Isherwood
Christopher William Bradshaw Isherwood (26 August 1904 – 4 January 1986) was an English-American novelist.
Born at Wyberslegh Hall, High Lane
High Lane
High Lane is a village in the Metropolitan Borough of Stockport, Greater Manchester, England. Historically within Cheshire, it is five miles from Stockport, on the Macclesfield Canal. It has a population of 5852.-Governance:...

, Cheshire in North West England
North West England
North West England, informally known as The North West, is one of the nine official regions of England.North West England had a 2006 estimated population of 6,853,201 the third most populated region after London and the South East...

, Isherwood spent his childhood in various towns where his father, a Lieutenant-Colonel in the British Army
British Army
The British Army is the land warfare branch of Her Majesty's Armed Forces in the United Kingdom. It came into being with the unification of the Kingdom of England and Scotland into the Kingdom of Great Britain in 1707. The new British Army incorporated Regiments that had already existed in England...

, was stationed. After his father was killed in the First World War, he settled with his mother and his younger brother, Richard, in London and at Wyberslegh.

Isherwood attended preparatory school
Preparatory school (UK)
In English language usage in the former British Empire, the present-day Commonwealth, a preparatory school is an independent school preparing children up to the age of eleven or thirteen for entry into fee-paying, secondary independent schools, some of which are known as public schools...

, St. Edmund's
St. Edmund's School (Hindhead)
St. Edmund's School is a coeducational nursery, pre-prep and preparatory school originally founded in Hunstanton, Norfolk, England in 1874, and subsequently moved to Hindhead, Surrey, England in 1900, where the school moved into a large country house named Blen Cathra, previously a home of George...

, Surrey, where he first met W. H. Auden
W. H. Auden
Wystan Hugh Auden , who published as W. H. Auden, was an Anglo-American poet,The first definition of "Anglo-American" in the OED is: "Of, belonging to, or involving both England and America." See also the definition "English in origin or birth, American by settlement or citizenship" in See also...


Horror is always aware of its cause; terror never is. That is precisely what makes terror terrifying.

Great English Short Stories [selected and introduced by Isherwood] (1957) [Laurel TM 674623], p. 267

California is a tragic country — like Palestine, like every Promised Land. Its short history is a fever-chart of migrations — the land rush, the gold rush, the oil rush, the movie rush, the Okie fruit-picking rush, the wartime rush to the aircraft factories — followed, in each instance, by counter-migrations of the disappointed and unsuccessful, moving sorrowfully homeward.

"Los Angeles" from Exhumations (1966) [Methuen & Co., Ltd, London], p. 159

The paternalist is a sentimentalist at heart, and the sentimentalist is always potentially cruel.

"Los Angeles" from Exhumations (1966) [Methuen & Co., Ltd, London], p. 160

I often feel that worse than the most fiendish Nazis were those Germans who went along with the persecution of the Jews not because they really disliked them but because it was the thing.

Writers at Work: The Paris Review Interviews, 4th series, [ISBN 0-14-00-453-0], p.226, interview with W.I. Scobie (1973)

I'll bet Shakespeare compromised himself a lot; anybody who's in the entertainment industry does to some extent.

Writers at Work: The Paris Review Interviews, 4th series, p. 237, interview with W.I. Scobie (1973)

I'm horrified to find, as I look at these diaries of twenty-five years ago or more, that I don't remember who the people were. "Bill and Tony were constantly in and out. We went to La Jolla" — or something. I haven't the bluest idea who they were!

Writers at Work: The Paris Review Interviews, 4th series, p. 239, interview with W.I. Scobie (1973)

I feel it's so easy to condemn this country [the United States]; but they don't understand that this is where the mistakes are being made — and made first, so that we're going to get the answers first.

Writers at Work: The Paris Review Interviews, 4th series, p. 242, interview with W.I. Scobie (1973)