If there was less sympathy in the world, there would be less trouble in the world.

Only the shallow know themselves.

The true artist is known by what he annexes, and he annexes everything.

Lord Illingworth told me this morning that there was an orchid there as beautiful as the seven deadly sins.

He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realize

Always! That is a dreadful word. It makes me shudder when I hear it. Women are so fond of using it. They spoil every romance by trying to make it last forever. It is a meaningless word, too. The only difference between a caprice and a life-long passion is that the caprice lasts a little longer.

What we have to do, what at any rate it is our duty to do, is to revive the old art of Lying.