In the old times men carried out their rights for themselves as they lived, but nowadays every baby seems born with a social manifesto in its mouth much bigger than itself.

Please do not shoot the pianist. He is doing his best.

Crying is the refuge of plain women but the ruin of pretty ones.

Yes, very sensible... People die of common sense, Dorian, one lost moment at a time. Life is a moment. There is no hereafter. So make it burn always with the hardest flame.

sorrow...is a wound that bleeds when any hand but that of love touches it

Give me the luxuries and I can dispense with the necessities.

Life is too short to be in a hurry.