Cyril Connolly
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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
sadness reality wind
Melancholy and remorse forms the deep leaden keel which enables us to sail into the wind of reality.
self optimism negative
Optimism and self-pity are the positive and negative poles of modern cowardice.
literature tasks produce
The true function of a writer is to produce a masterpiece and no other task is of any consequence.
hands lazy laziness
A lazy person, whatever the talents with which he set out, will have condemned himself to second-hand thoughts and to second-rate friends.
life mazes walks
Life is a maze in which we take the wrong turning before we have learned to walk.
dream memories reading
There is immunity in reading, immunity in formal society, in office routine, in the company of old friends and in the giving of officious help to strangers, but there is no sanctuary in one bed from the memory of another. The past with its anguish will break through every defense-line of custom and habit; we must sleep and therefore we must dream.
pain grief tasks
No education is worth having that does not teach the lesson of concentration on a task, however unattractive. These lessons, if not learnt early, will be learnt, if at all, with pain and grief in later life.
mistake matter good-work
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.
women wife lovers
There is no fury like an ex-wife searching for a new lover.
lamps way peeking
The only way for writers to meet is to share a quick peek over a common lamp-post.
names infinite live-in-the-present
Idleness is only a coarse name for my infinite capacity for living in the present.
cheating revenge infidelity
A woman's desire for revenge outlasts all her other emotions.
growing-up moving son
Boys do not grow up gradually. They move forward in spurts like the hands of clocks in railway stations.
self dungeons prison
We are all serving a life sentence in the dungeon of the self.