A flower blossoms for its own joy.

He thinks like a Tory, and talks like a Radical, and that's so important nowadays.

Nature: a place where birds fly around uncooked

the costume of the nineteenth century is detestable. It is so sombre, so depressing. Sin is the only real colour-element left in modern life.

Judges, like the criminal classes, have their lighter moments

Love! What is love? It's nothing. It's just a word. It doesn't exist. Only pleasure is important.

She is all the great heroines of the world in one. She is more than an individual. I love her, and I must make her love me. I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter, and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain.