How clever you are, my dear! You never mean a single word you say.
Life! Life! Don't let us go to life for our fulfillment or our experience. It is a thing narrowed by circumstances, incoherent in its utterance, and without that fine correspondence of form and spirit which is the only thing that can satisfy the artistic
You have never been poor, and never known what ambition is.
I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.
History is merely gossip
I knew nothing but shadows and I thought them to be real.