There is in the human race some dark spirit of recalcitrance, always pulling us in the direction contrary to that in which we are reasonably expected to go.

Every kind of writing is hypocritical.

Admiration involves a glorious obliquity of vision.

Undergraduates owe their happiness chiefly to the consciousness that they are no longer at school. The nonsense which was knocked out of them at school is all put gently back at Oxford or Cambridge.

What a lurid life Oscar Wilde does lead - so full of extraordinary incidents. What a chance for the memoir writers of the next century

It is a fact that not once in all my life have I gone out for a walk. I have been taken out for walks; but that is another matter.

People are either born hosts or born guests.