There was so much in you that charmed me that I felt I must tell you something about yourself. I thought how tragic it would be if you were wasted.

She knew nothing, but she had everything that he had lost.

Now, nothing should be able to harm a man except himself. Nothing should be able to rob a man at all. What a man really has, is what is in him. What is outside of him should be a matter of no importance.

Conscience and cowardice are really the same things, Basil. Conscience is the trade-name of the firm. That is all.

Mr. Henry James writes fiction as if it were a painful duty.

Only love can keep anyone alive.

There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.