We are all serving a life sentence in the dungeon of the self. – 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

We are all serving a life sentence in the dungeon of the self. – 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
We love but once, for once only are we perfectly equipped for loving. – Cyril Connolly
No taste is so acquired as that for someone elses quality of mind. – Cyril Connolly