Ignorance is like a delicate exotic fruit; touch it and the bloom is gone.

However, it is always nice to be expected, and not to arrive.

All sins, except a sin against itself, Love should forgive. All lives, save loveless lives, true Love should pardon.

Thirty-five is a very attractive age. London society is full of women of the very highest birth who have, of their own free choice, remained thirty-five for years.

Her capacity for family affection is extraordinary. When her third husband died, her hair turned quite gold from grief.

What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing. And a sentimentalist, my dear Darlington, is a man who sees an absurd value in everything, and doesn't know the market place of any single thing.

we always misunderstood ourselves, and rarely understood others