I forgot that every little action of the common day makes or unmakes character, and that therefore what one has done in the secret chamber one has some day to cry aloud on the house-tops.

I forget what killed it. I think it was her proposing to sacrifice the whole world for me. That is always a dreadful moment. It fills one with the terror of eternity.

The salesman knows nothing of what he is selling save that he is charging a great deal too much for it.

In art, the public accept what has been, because they cannot alter it, not because they appreciate it. They swallow their classics whole, and never taste them.

A man who marries without knowing Bunbury has a very tedious time of it.

Do not be afraid of the past. If people tell you that it is irrevocable, do not believe them.

The man who says he has exhausted life generally means that life has exhausted him.