Like water, we are truest to our nature in repose. – Cyril Connolly
The dread of lonliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married. – Cyril Connolly

Like water, we are truest to our nature in repose. – Cyril Connolly
The dread of lonliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married. – Cyril Connolly
Classical and romantic: private language of a family quarrel, a dead dispute over the distribution of emphasis between man and nature. – Cyril Connolly
The artist one day falls through a hole in the brambles, and from that moment he is following the dark rapids of an underground river which may sometimes flow so near to the surface that the laughing picnic parties are heard above. – Cyril Connolly