The worst slave owners were those who were kind to their slaves

Life, Lady Stutfield, is simply a mauvais quart d'heure made up of exquisite moments.

It's either the wallpaper or me. One of us has to go. [These were his dying words.]

Some things are more precious because they don't last long.

All art is at once surface and symbol. Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril.

The salesman knows nothing of what he is selling save that he is charging a great deal too much for it.

I tremble with pleasure when I think that on the very day of my leaving prison both the laburnum and the lilac will be blooming in the gardens, and that I shall see the wind stir into restless beauty the swaying gold of the one, and make the other toss the pale purple of its plumes, so that all the air shall be Arabia for me.