We women, as some one says, love with our ears, just as you men love with your eyes.

There is no mode of action, no form of emotion, that we do not share with the lower animals. It is only by language that we rise above them.

It is exactly because a man cannot do a thing that he is a proper judge of it

The world is made by the singer for the dreamer.

His sudden mad love for Sibyl Vane was a psychological phenomenon of no small interest. There was no doubt that curiosity had much to do with it, curiosity and the desire for new experiences; yet it was not a simple but rather a very complex passion.

As one knows the poet by his fine music, so one can recognize the liar by his rich rhythmic utterance, and in neither case will the casual inspiration of the moment suffice. Here, as elsewhere, practice must precede perfection.

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.