The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything.
I always like to know everything about my new friends, and nothing about my old ones.
A man who moralizes is a hypocrite, and a woman who does so is invariably plain.
What the worm was to the corpse, his sins would be to the painted image on the canvas. They would mar its beauty, and eat away its grace. they would defile it, and make it shameful. And yet the thing would still live on. It would be always alive. (Dorian Gray regarding his portrait)
Genius is born-not paid
The beautiful, passionate, ruined South, the land of magnolias and music, of roses and romance . . . living on the memory of crushing defeats