Who, being loved, is poor?
When one is in love one begins by deceiving oneself. And one ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
When good Americans die they go to Paris.
We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
Twenty years of romance make a woman look like a ruin; but twenty years of marriage make her something like a public building.
There is something terribly morbid in the modern sympathy with pain. One should sympathise with the colour, the beauty, the joy of life. The less said about life’s sores the better.
There is no sin except stupidity.
The world is simply divided into two classes – those who believe the incredible, like the public – and those who do the improbable.
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.
The advantage of the emotions is that they lead us astray, and the advantage of Science is that it is not emotional.
