As I lounged in the Park, or strolled down Piccadilly, I used to look at everyone who passed me, and wonder, with mad curiosity, what sort of lives they led. some of them fascinated me. Others filled me with terror.

To have friends, you know, one need only be good-natured; but when a man has no enemy left there must be something mean about him.

When critics disagree the artist is in accord with himself.

To become a spectator of one's own life is to escape the suffering of life.

I am afraid he has one of those terribly weak natures that are susceptible to influence.

The gods have been good to you. But what the gods give they quickly take away. You have only a few years in which to live really, perfectly, and fully. When your youth goes, your beauty will go with it, and then you will suddenly discover that there are no triumphs left for you, or have to content yourself with those mean triumphs that the memory of your past will make more bitter than defeats. Every month as it wanes bring you nearer to something dreadful. Time is jealous of you, and wars against your lilies and your roses.

We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible.