There is no such thing as morality or immorality in thought. There is immoral emotion.
Flowers are as common in the country as people are in London.
Travel ennobles the spirit and does away with our prejudices.
By persistently remaining single a man converts himself into a permanent public temptation.
In war, the strong make slaves of the weak, and in peace the rich makes slaves of the poor.
Oh, I love London Society! It is entirely composed now of beautiful idiots and brilliant lunatics. Just what Society should be.