The man with a clear conscience probably has a poor memory.

He watched it with that strange interest in trivial things that we try to develop when things of high import make us afraid, or when we are stirred by some new emotion for which we cannot find expression.

Art persists, it timelessly continues.

Nothing worth learning can ever be taught

Love is a misunderstanding between two fools.

The longer I live, Dorian, the more keenly I feel that whatever was good enough for our fathers is not good enough for us. In art, as in politics, les grand-pères ont toujours tort.

Consistency is the hallmark of the unimaginative.