In the sex war, thoughtlessness is the weapon of the male, vindictiveness of the female. – Cyril Connolly
Green leaves on a dead tree is our epitaph — green leaves, dear reader, on a dead tree. – Cyril Connolly
In the sex war, thoughtlessness is the weapon of the male, vindictiveness of the female. – Cyril Connolly
Green leaves on a dead tree is our epitaph — green leaves, dear reader, on a dead tree. – 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
It is a mistake to expect good work from expatriates for it is not what they do that matters but what they are not doing. – Cyril Connolly