Author: Cyril Connolly

Quotes

We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.

We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving.

- Cyril Connolly

Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate it; a child who fears noises becomes a man who hates noise.

Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate it; a child who fears noises becomes a man who hates noise.

- Cyril Connolly

Purity engenders Wisdom, Passion avarice, and Ignorance folly, infatuation and darkness.

Purity engenders Wisdom, Passion avarice, and Ignorance folly, infatuation and darkness.

- Cyril Connolly

Literature is the art of writing something that will be read twice; journalism what will be grasped at once.

Literature is the art of writing something that will be read twice; journalism what will be grasped at once.

- Cyril Connolly

Vulgarity is the garlic in the salad of life.

Vulgarity is the garlic in the salad of life.

- Cyril Connolly

Classical and romantic: private language of a family quarrel, a dead dispute over the distribution of emphasis between man and nature.

Classical and romantic: private language of a family quarrel, a dead dispute over the distribution of emphasis between man and nature.

- Cyril Connolly

The secret of success is to be in harmony with existence, to be always calm to let each wave of life wash us a little farther up the shore.

The secret of success is to be in harmony with existence, to be always calm to let each wave of life wash us a little farther up the shore.

- Cyril Connolly

The dread of lonliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married.

The dread of lonliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married.

- Cyril Connolly

Words today are like the shells and rope of seaweed which a child brings home glistening from the beach and which in an hour have lost their luster.

Words today are like the shells and rope of seaweed which a child brings home glistening from the beach and which in an hour have lost their luster.

- Cyril Connolly

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