Don’t be afraid. There are exquisite things in store for you. This is merely the beginning.
Any map of the world that does not include Utopia is not even worth glancing at.
I have said to you to speak the truth is a painful thing. To be forced to tell lies is much worse.
Always keep love in your heart.
He rides in the row at ten o clock in the morning, goes to the Opera three times a week, changes his clothes at least five times a day, and dines out every night of the season. You don’t call that leading an idle life, do you?
What is the good of friendship if one cannot say exactly what one means?
The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and mapped out the seven heavens star by star, there still remains oneself. Who can calculate the orbit of his own soul?
My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One or the other of us has to go.
If you want to be a doormat you have to lay yourself down first.
From the point of view of literature Mr. Kipling is a genius who drops his aspirates. From the point of view of life, he is a reporter who knows vulgarity better than any one has ever known it.
An optimist will tell you the glass is half-full; the pessimist, half-empty; and the engineer will tell you the glass is twice the size it needs to be.
I can’t help detesting my relations. I suppose it comes from the fact that none of us can stand other people having the same faults as ourselves.
Time is jealous of you, and wars against your lilies and your roses.
The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim.
I never saw anybody take so long to dress, and with such little result.
I don’t like novels that end happily. They depress me so much.
Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence. Second marriage is the triumph of hope over experience.
I have never met any really wicked person before. I feel rather frightened. I am so afraid he will look just like every one else.
The emotions of man are stirred more quickly than man’s intelligence.
We have really everything in common with America nowadays, except, of course, language.