I have a simple taste, only the best.

I am one of those who are made for exceptions, not for laws.

Now and then the fantastic shadows of birds in flight flitted across the long tussore-silk curtains that were stretched in front of the huge window, producing a kind of momentary Japanese effect, and making him think of those pallid, jade-faced painters of Tokyo who, through the medium of an art that is necessarily immobile, seek to convey the sense of swiftness and motion.

Any preoccupation with ideas of what is right or wrong in conduct shows an arrested intellectual development.

I find I have, and a heart doesn’t suit me, Windermere. Somehow it doesn’t go with modern dress. It makes one look old.

Good resolutions are useless attempts to interfere with scientific laws.

It is Nature who makes our artists for us, though it may be Art who taught them their right mode of expression.