Other people are quite dreadful. The only possible society is oneself.

In the wild struggle for existence, we want to have something that endures, and so we fill our minds with rubbish and facts, in the silly hope of keeping our place.

It is much more easy to have sympathy with suffering than it is to have sympathy with thought.

This wallpaper is dreadful, one of us will have to go.

In married life three is company and two none.

It is Nature who makes our artists for us, though it may be Art who taught them their right mode of expression.

Lady Bracknell. Good afternoon, dear Algernon, I hope you are behaving very well. Algernon. I’m feeling very well, Aunt Augusta. Lady Bracknell. That’s not quite the same thing. In fact the two things rarely go together.