The sadness of the incomplete, the sadness that is often Life, but should never be Art.
I hated the idleness, the stupidity, the respectability, the petty unselfishness.
Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we're still no nearer to understanding one another.
It's not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
Reformers who are obsessed with purity and cannot see that their obsession is impure.
It is easy to sympathize at a distance,' said an old gentleman with a beard. 'I value more the kind word that is spoken close to my ear.