Quote by Cyril Connolly
In the sex war, thoughtlessness is the weapon of the male, vindict

In the sex war, thoughtlessness is the weapon of the male, vindictiveness of the female. – Cyril Connolly

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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

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The civilized are those who get more out of life than the uncivilized, and for this we are not likely to be forgiven. – Cyril Connolly

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If we had pursued what President Nixon declared in 1970 as the war on cancer, we would have cured many strains. I think Jack Kemp would be alive today. And that research has saved or prolonged many lives, including mine. – Arlen Specter

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Im old enough to remember the end of World War II. On Aug. 14, 1946, a year after the Japanese were defeated, most newspapers and magazines had single articles commemorating the end of the war. – Harry Browne

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I made a French film called Merry Christmas which is a very European film. Its a World War I piece. – Diane Kruger

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