No taste is so acquired as that for someone elses quality of mind. – 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

No taste is so acquired as that for someone elses quality of mind. – 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
Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self. – Cyril Connolly
Green leaves on a dead tree is our epitaph — green leaves, dear reader, on a dead tree. – Cyril Connolly