There are times when sorrow seems to me to be the only truth.

Who is that man over there? I don't know him. What is he doing? Is he a conspirator? Have you searched him? Give him till tomorrow to confess, then hang him! -- hang him!

They spoil every romance by trying to make it last forever.

A man who pays his bills on time is soon forgotten.

It is through art, and through art only, that we can realise our perfection.

Oscar Wilde was suing the Marquis of Queensbury in 1895 for libel accusing Wilde of homosexuality Counsel: Have you ever adored a young man madly? Wilde: I have never given adoration to anyone except myself.

An alliterative prefix served as an ornament of oratory.