A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight.

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.

I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again.

It's tragic how few people ever 'possess their souls' before they die. 'Nothing is more rare in any man', says Emerson, 'than an act of his own.' It is quite true. Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their life is a mimicry, their passions a quotation.

The greatest of all sins is stupidity.

I analyzed you, though you did not adore me.

Arguments are extremely vulgar, for everybody in good society holds exactly the same opinions.