LADY BRACKNELL: Do you smoke? JACK: Well, yes, I must admit I smoke. LADY BRACKNELL: I'm glad to hear it. A man should always have an occupation of some kind.

The true perfection of man lies not in what man has, but in what man is.

It is a very poor consolation to be told that the man who has given one a bad dinner, or poor wine, is irreproachable in private life. Even the cardinal virtues cannot atone for half-cold entrees.

The best one can say of modern creative art is that it is just a little less vulgar than reality.

There is nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It is a thing no married man knows anything about.

Every little action of the common day makes or unmakes character.

It is exactly because a man cannot do a thing that he is a proper judge of it