Oh, I love London Society! It is entirely composed now of beautiful idiots and brilliant lunatics. Just what Society should be.

The things one feels absolutely certain about are never true. That is the fatality of faith, and the lesson of romance.

It is that deep spiritual affection that is as pure as it is perfect. It is beautiful, it is fine, it is the noblest form of affection. There is nothing unnatural about it.

I knew nothing but shadows and I thought them to be real.

He is fond of being misunderstood. It gives him a post of vantage.

The proper basis for marriage is mutual misunderstanding. The happiness of a married man depends on the people he has not married. One should always be in love - that's the reason one should never marry.

My writing has gone to bits - like my character. I am simply a self-conscious nerve in pain.