You have always told me it was Ernest. I have introduced you to every one as Ernest. You answer to the name of Ernest. You look as if your name was Ernest. You are the most earnest-looking person I ever saw in my life. It is perfectly absurd your saying that your name isn't Ernest.

I walk the world in wonder.

The worst vice of the fanatic is his sincerity.

Nothing makes one so vain as being told that one is a sinner.

There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written.

The only link between Literature and the Drama left to us in England at the present moment is the bill of the play.

I never put off till tomorrow what I can do the day after.