History is merely gossip

There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.

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

How sad it is!" murmured Dorian Gray with his eyes still fixed upon his own portrait. "How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrible, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of June… . If it were only the other way! If it were I who was to be always young, and the picture that was to grow old! For that—for that—I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give! I would give my soul for that!

There is something terribly morbid in the modern sympathy with pain. One should sympathise with the colour, the beauty, the joy of life. The less said about life's sores the better.

A woman will flirt with anybody in the world as long as other people are looking on.

Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence. Second marriage is the triumph of hope over experience.