“He began to laugh uncontrollably, quite in the old manner. Then, with an effort, he stopped. He was almost breathless, coughing hard. At the end of this near paroxysm he looked less ill, more exhausted. The information had greatly cheered him.
“‘No, really, that’s too much. Am I to be suffocated by nostalgia? Will that be my end? I should not be at all surprised. I can see the headline:
MUSICIAN DIES OF NOSTALGIA
“‘They’d put someone like Gossage on to the obit. “Mr. Hugh Moreland–probably just Hugh Moreland these days–(writes our Music Critic), at a fashionable gathering last night–I’m sure Gossage still talks about fashionable gatherings–succumbed to an acute attack of nostalgia, a malady to which he had been a martyr for years. His best-known works, etc., etc….”‘”
Anthony Powell, Temporary Kings