Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.

I wonder that no criminal has ever pleaded the ugliness of your city as an excuse for his crimes.

You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know.

Actions are the first tragedy in life, words are the second. Words are perhaps the worst. Words are merciless. . .

I am sick to death of cleverness. Everybody is clever nowadays. You can't go anywhere without meeting clever people. The thing has become an absolute public nuisance. I wish to goodness we had a few fools left. ALGERNON: We have. JACK: I should extremely like to meet them. What do they talk about? ALGERNON: The fools? Oh! about the clever people of course. JACK: What fools.

All criticism is a form of autobiography

Perhaps there may come into my art also, no less than into my life, a still deeper note, one of greater unity of passion, and directness of impulse. Not width but intensity is the true aim of modern art. We are no longer in art concerned with the type. It is with the exception that we have to do. I cannot put my sufferings into any form they took, I need hardly say. Art only begins where Imitation ends, but something must come into my work, of fuller memory of words perhaps, of richer cadences, of more curious effects, of simpler architectural order, of some aesthetic quality at any rate.