Lying, the telling of beautiful untrue things, is the proper aim of Art.

I have no objection to anyone's sex life as long as they don't practice it in the street and frighten the horses.

I have been right, Basil, haven’t I, to take my love out of poetry, and to find my wife in Shakespeare’s plays? Lips that Shakespeare taught to speak have whispered their secret in my ear. I have had the arms of Rosalind around me, and kissed Juliet on the mouth.

Life is terrible. It rules us, we do not rule it.

Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.

If property had simply pleasures, we could stand it; but its duties make it unbearable. In the interest of the rich we must get rid of it.

Imitation is the homage mediocrity pays to greatness.