What is said of man is nothing; the point is, who says it.
What fire does not destroy, it hardens
Charity creates a multitude of sins.
Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.
Yes; poor Bunbury is a dreadful invalid. Well, I must say, Algernon, that I think it is high time that Mr. Bunbury made up his mind whether he was going to live or to die. This shillyshallying with the question is absurd.
She had a passion for secrecy, but she herself was merely a Sphinx without a secret.