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

It is art, and art only, that reveals us to ourselves.

I am Irish by race but the English have condemned me to talk the language of Shakespeare.

Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much.

I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die.

Life has been your art. You have set yourself to music. Your days are your sonnets.

I was very much disappointed in the Atlantic Ocean.