Cyril Connolly
Cyril Connolly
Cyril Vernon Connollywas a literary critic and writer. He was the editor of the influential literary magazine Horizonand wrote Enemies of Promise, which combined literary criticism with an autobiographical exploration of why he failed to become the successful author of fiction that he had aspired to be in his youth...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth10 September 1903
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When young we are faithful to individuals, when older we grow more loyal to situations and to types
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Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self.
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The true index of a man's character is the health of his wife.
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Fallen leaves lying on the grass in the November sun bring more happiness than the daffodils.
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How many books did Renoir write on how to paint?
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There is no hate without fear. Hate is crystallized fear, fear's dividend, fear objectivized. We hate what we fear and so where hate is, fear is lurking. Thus we hate what threatens our person, our liberty, our privacy, our income, popularity, vanity and our dreams and plans for ourselves. If we can isolate this element in what we hate we may learn to cease from hating. Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate it; a child who fears noises becomes a man who hates noises.
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All charming people have something to conceal, usually their total dependence on the appreciation of others.
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Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate it; a child who fears noises becomes a man who hates noise.
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A stone lies in a river; a piece of wood is jammed against it; dead leaves, drifting logs, and branches caked with mud collect; weeds settle there, and soon birds have made a nest and are feeding their young among the blossoming water plants. Then the river rises and the earth is washed away. The birds depart, the flowers wither, the branches are dislodged and drift downward; no trace is left of the floating island but a stone submerged by the water; - such is our personality.
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The shock, for an intelligent writer, of discovering for the first time that there are people younger than himself who think him stupid is severe.
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There are many who dare not kill themselves for fear of what the neighbours will say.
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No city should be too large for a man to walk out of in a morning.
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The secret of success is to be in harmony with existence, to be always calm to let each wave of life wash us a little farther up the shore.
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The books I haven't written are better than the books other people have.