...The two great turning-points of my life were when my father sent to Oxford, and when society sent me to prison.

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

What is the good of friendship if one cannot say exactly what one means?

The secret of life is in art.

Be happy, be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my own heart's-blood. All that I ask of you in return is that you will be a true lover, for Love is wiser than Philosophy, though she is wise, and mightier than Power, though he is mighty.

All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.

London is full of women who trust their husbands. One can always recognize them. They look so thoroughly unhappy.