Our memories are card indexes consulted and then returned in disorder by authorities whom we do not control.
Cyril ConnollyClassical and romantic: private language of a family quarrel, a dead dispute over the distribution of emphasis between man and nature.
Cyril ConnollyA life based on reason will always require to be balanced by an occasional bout of violent and irrational emotion, for instinctual drives must be satisfied
Cyril Connolly