The best Quotes by Cyril Connolly

Fallen leaves lying on the grass in the November sun bring more happiness than the daffodils.

Literature is the art of writing something that will be read twice; journalism what will be grasped at once.

Classical and romantic: private language of a family quarrel, a dead dispute over the distribution of emphasis between man and nature.

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.

The true index of a man's character is the health of his wife.

The dread of lonliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married.

It is strange with how little notice, good, bad, or indifferent, a man may live and die in London.

If you're curious, London's an amazing place.

I've often thought a blind man could find his way through London simply by gauging the changes in innuendo: mild through Trafalgar Square, less veiled towards the river.

I have nothing against Orlando, though you are, of course, far more likely to get shot or robbed there than in London.

I don't miss London much. I find it crowded, vast and difficult to get around. Cabs are incredibly expensive.

London. The beating heart of England.

England is my home. London is my home. New York feels like, if I have to spend a year living in an unfamiliar city, this is a pretty lovely one to spend a year in, but I will be going home at the end of it, certainly.

Fashion needs fresh blood, and London is the most creative place for that.

Look at London or Paris: they're both filthy. You don't get that in Tokyo. The proud residents look after their city.

How sad would be November if we had no knowledge of the spring.

November is a gentle reminder for not having done a single thing from your new year resolution for ten months and not doing any for another two.

The answers you get from literature depend on the questions you pose.

Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. With both you are working with reality, a material just as hard as wood.

Disappearances are bread-and-butter to journalists.

So long as men write what they think, then all of the other freedoms - all of them - may remain intact. And it is then that writing becomes a weapon of truth.

After all, you still need time to just sit there and take a look around.

"Oh yes, time flies and before you know it you're old," said Pippi. "Come autumn I'll be ten, and I suppose I'll be past my prime then."

It's real, Six. You can't get mad at a real ending. Some of them are ugly. It's the fake happily ever afters that should piss you off.

I want you to help them open... because I need you to watch me give you the very last piece of my heart.

What other people think of you is none of your business.

If you're brave enough to say goodbye, life will reward you with a new hello.

This is the true measure of love: When we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved so before us, and that no one will ever love in the same way after us.

There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings.

The Light failed; but the Darkness that followed was more than loss of light.

The Elves made many rings; but secretly Sauron made One Ring to rule all the others, and their power was bound up with it.

Whether you come back by page or by the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.

I do believe something very magical can happen when you read a good book.

The first time you fall in love, it changes you forever and no matter how hard you try, that feeling just never goes away.

Every girl is beautiful. Sometimes it just takes the right guy to see it.

She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul.

The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.

Hope is like a shard of glass. Tread on it, and you'll end up wincing with every step. The best policy is to tweezer it out. Sure, it will hurt like billy-o and the wound will take a while to heal, but after that you can walk again.

"Lost something?"
"Yes, my mind."

The dead are dead, and talking won't bring them back to life.

"It's no use fretting for what you can't get," croaked the raven. "Does being angry make any difference? Be sensible! What can you do about it?"

There are so many magical places in books that you can't go to, like Hogwarts and Middle Earth, so I wanted to set a story in a place where children can actually go.

The night breathed through the apartment like a dark animal. The ticking of a clock. The groan of a floorboard as he slipped out of his room. All was drowned by its silence. But Jacob loved the night. He felt it on his skin like a promise. Like a cloak woven from freedom and danger.

That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.

If you want the rainbow, you have to deal with the rain.

"How do you spell 'love'?" - "You don't spell it... you feel it."

If you live to be hundred, I hope i live to be hundred minus one day. So I never have to live without you.

There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.

If I could but know his heart, everything would become easy.

One candidate is too old and mentally unfit to be president. The other one is me.