When even despair ceases to serve any creative purpose, then surely we are justified in suicide.
Cyril ConnollyA writer is in danger of allowing his talent to dull who lets more than a year go past without finding himself in his rightful place of composition, the small single unluxurious retreat of the twentieth century, the hotel bedroom.
Cyril ConnollyIn the sex war, thoughtlessness is the weapon of the male, vindictiveness of the female.
Cyril Connolly