A subject that is beautiful in itself gives no suggestion to the artist. It lacks imperfection.

He is some brainless, beautiful creature, who should always be here in winter when we have no flowers to look at, and always here in the summer when we want something to chill our intelligence.

Nothing spoils romance so much as a sense of humor in the woman

Plain women are always jealous of their husbands. Beautiful women never are. They are always so occupied with being jealous of other women's husbands.

In matters of grave importance, style, not sincerity, is the vital thing.

Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them!

Experience is a question of instinct about life.