There is always something infinitely mean about other people’s tragedies.
There is always more brass than brains in an aristocracy.
There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves we feel that no one else has a right to blame us.
There are only two kinds of people who are really fascinating – people who know absolutely everything, and people who know absolutely nothing.
There are many things that we would throw away if we were not afraid that others might pick them up.
There are few things easier than to live badly and to die well.
The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.[Lord Arthur Savile’s Crime]
The world has grown so suspicious of anything that looks like a happy married life.
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
The truth isn’t quite the sort of think one tells to a nice, sweet, refined girl.
The true perfection of man lies, not in what man has, but in what man is.
The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.
