He would stab his best friend for the sake of writing an epigraph on his tombstone.

The truth about the life of a man is not what he does, but the legend which he creates around himself.

To get back one's youth one has merely to repeat one's follies.

It was the passions about whose origin we deceived ourselves that tyrannized most strongly over us.

Young people, nowadays, imagine that money is everything. Yes, murmured Lord Henry, settling his button-hole in his coat; and when they grow older they know it.

Far away beyond the pine-woods,' he answered, in a low dreamy voice, 'there is a little garden. There the grass grows long and deep, there are the great white stars of the hemlock flower, there the nightingale sings all night long. All night long he sings, and the cold, crystal moon looks down, and the yew-tree spreads out its giant arms over the sleepers.

A man's very highest moment is, I have no doubt at all, when he kneels in the dust, and beats his breast, and tells all the sins of his life.