I don't want to earn a living. I want to live.
The proper basis for marriage is a mutual misunderstanding.
What are American dry-goods? asked the duchess, raising her large hands in wonder and accentuating the verb. American novels, answered Lord Henry.
We are the zanies of sorrow. We are clowns whose hearts are broken.
True friends stab you in the front.
The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.