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.

Wisdom is to have dreams big enough not to lose sight when we pursue them.

I don't know how to talk. Oh! talk to every woman as if you loved her, and to every man as if he bored you, and at the end of your first season you will have the reputation of possessing the most perfect social tact.

He is really not so ugly after all, provided, of course, that one shuts one's eyes, and does not look at him.

The work of art is to dominate the spectator: the spectator is not to dominate the work of art.

It is not the perfect, but the imperfect, who have need of love.

Every man of ambition has to fight his century with its own weapons. What this century worships is wealth. The God of this century is wealth. To succeed one must have wealth. At all costs one must have wealth.