Self-denial is the shining sore on the leprous body of Christianity.

All great ideas are dangerous.

The world is made by the singer for the dreamer.

Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.

George Moore wrote brilliant English until he discovered grammar.

I made art a philosophy, and philosophy an art: I altered the minds of men, and the colour of things: I awoke the imagination of my century so that it created myth and legend around me: I summed up all things in a phrase, all existence in an epigram: whatever I touched I made beautiful

I was dominated, soul, brain, and power by you. You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream.