I was dominated, soul, brain, and power by you. You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream.

I made your sorrow mine also, that you might have help in bearing it.

Illusion is the first of all pleasures.

Alone, and without any reference to his neighbours, without any interference, the artist can fashion a beautiful thing; and if he does not do it solely for his own pleasure, he is not an artist at all.

I like my food dry. Not sick, not even dying, dead.

Women's styles may change but their designs remain the same.

The only thing in the world worse than being Oscar Wilde is not being Oscar Wilde.