It is only the sacred things that are worth touching

How strange a thing this is! The Priest telleth me that the Soul is worth all the gold in the world, and the merchants say that it is not worth a clipped piece of silver.

The only link between Literature and the Drama left to us in England at the present moment is the bill of the play.

In fact, I am never wrong.

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

The body sins once, and has done with its sin, for action is a mode of purification. Nothing remains then but the recollection of a pleasure, or the luxury of a regret.

Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much.