There is only one class in the community that thinks more about money than the rich, and that is the poor. The poor can think of nothing else.

He rides in the row at ten o clock in the morning, goes to the Opera three times a week, changes his clothes at least five times a day, and dines out every night of the season. You don't call that leading an idle life, do you?

In old days books were written by men of letters and read by the public. Nowadays books are written by the public and read by nobody.

I've now realised for the first time in my life the vital Importance of Being Earnest.

Love is fed by the imagination, by which we become wiser than we know, better than we feel, nobler than we are: by which we can see life as a whole, by which and by which alone we can understand others in their real and their ideal relation. Only what is fine, and finely conceived can feed love. But anything will feed hate.

What is termed Sin is an essential element of progress. Without it the world would stagnate, or grow old, or become colorless. By its curiosity Sin increases the experience of the race. Through its intensified assertion of individualism it saves us from monotony of type. In its rejection of the current notions about morality, it is one with the higher ethics.

I must say... that I ruined myself: and that nobody, great or small, can be ruined except by his own hand.