You silly Arthur! If you knew anything about...anything, which you don't, you would know that I adore you. Everyone in London knows it except you. It is a public scandal the way I adore you. I have been going about for the last six months telling the whole of society that I adore you. I wonder you consent to have anything to say to me. I have no character left at all. At least, I feel so happy that I am quite sure I have no character left at all.

To know anything about oneself one must know all about others.

When people talk to me about the weather, I always feel they mean something else.

The face of the enemy frightens me only when I see how much it resembles me

Pray don't talk to me about the weather, Mr. Worthing. Whenever people talk to me about the weather, I always feel quite certain that they mean something else. And that makes me quite nervous.

Who, being loved, is poor?

He was always late on principle, his principle being that punctuality is the thief of time.