One does not see anything until one sees its beauty.

LADY BRACKNELL Algernon is an extremely, I may almost say an ostentatiously, eligible young man. He has nothing, but he looks everything. What more can one desire?

In the wild struggle for existence, we want to have something that endures, and so we fill our minds with rubbish and facts, in the silly hope of keeping our place.

Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love: it is the faithless who know love's tragedies.

She had a passion for secrecy, but she herself was merely a Sphinx without a secret.

It was the passions about whose origin we deceived ourselves that tyrannized most strongly over us.

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