Is it possible to love any human being without being torn limb from limb? - Cyril Connolly

Never will I make that extra effort to live according to reality which alone makes good writing possible: hence the manic-depressiveness of my style, — which is either bright, cruel and superficial; or pessimistic; moth-eaten with self-pity

We fear something before we hate it; a child who fears noises becomes a man who hates noises.

There are many who dare not kill themselves for fear of what the neighbours will say.