Oscar Wilde was suing the Marquis of Queensbury in 1895 for libel accusing Wilde of homosexuality Counsel: Have you ever adored a young man madly? Wilde: I have never given adoration to anyone except myself.

Duty is what one expects from others.

It is in the brain that the poppy is red, that the apple is odorous, that the skylark sings.

We are the zanies of sorrow. We are clowns whose hearts are broken.

Every great man nowadays has his disciples, and it is usually Judas who writes the biography.

but the bravest man among us is afraid of himself

I made your sorrow mine also, that you might have help in bearing it.