One should either be a work of art, or wear a work of art.
All charming people, I fancy, are spoiled. It is the secret of their attraction.
Men always want to be a woman's first love, -women want to be a man's last romance.
It is what you read when you don't have to that determines what you will be when you can't help it.
Truth, in matters of religion, is simply the opinion that has survived.
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
If you pretend to be good, the world takes you very seriously. If you pretend to be bad, it doesn't. Such is the astounding stupidity of optimism.
The Garden of DeathYes, death. Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the softbrown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, andlisten to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. Toforg...
Sorrow...is a wound that bleeds when any hand but that oflove touches it
Ever since I met you I have admired you more than any girl...I have ever met since...I met you.
But the bravest man among us is afraid of himself
You silly Arthur! If you knew anything about...anything, which you don't, you would know that I adore you. Everyone in London knows it except you. It is a public scandal the way I adore you. I have be...
You must have a cigarette. A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?
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 ev...
Yes; poor Bunbury is a dreadful invalid.Well, I must say, Algernon, that I think it is high time that Mr. Bunbury made up his mind whether he was going to live or to die. This shillyshallying with the...
When a golden girl can winPrayer from out the lips of sin,When the barren almond bears,And a little child gives away its tears,Then shall all the house be stillAnd peace come to Canterville.
Well, I can't eat muffins in an agitated manner. The butter would probably get on my cuffs.
We women, as some one says, love with our ears, just as you men love with your eyes...
We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible.
Vivere è la cosa più rara nel mondo. Molta gente esiste: ecco tutto.