Tell the cook of this restaurant with my compliments that these are the very worst sandwiches in the whole world, and that, when I ask for a watercress sandwich, I do not mean a loaf with a field in the middle of it.

And what sort of lives do these people, who pose as being moral, lead themselves? My dear fellow, you forget that we are in the native land of the hypocrite.

Lying, the telling of beautiful untrue things, is the proper aim of Art.

If this is the way Queen Victoria treats her prisoners, she doesn't deserve to have any.

The secret of life is in art.

What is mind but motion in the intellectual sphere?

The ancient historians gave us delightful fiction in the form of fact; the modern novelist presents us with dull facts under the guise of fiction.