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The mind of a the thoroughly well-informed man is a dreadful thing. It is like a bric-a-brac shop, all monsters and dust, with everything priced above its proper value.
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On the whole, the great success of marriage in the States is due partly to the fact that no American man is ever idle, and partly to the fact that no American wife is considered responsible for the quality of her husband's dinners.
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The English are always degrading truths into facts. When a truth becomes a fact it loses all its intellectual value.
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I like to do all the talking myself. It saves time, and prevents arguments.
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Do you really keep a diary? I'd give anything to look at it. May I? Oh, no. You see, it is simply a very young girl's record of her own thoughts and impressions, and consequently meant for publication. When it appears in volume form I hope you will order a copy.
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They afterwards took me to a dancing saloon where I saw the only rational method of art criticism I have ever come across. Over the piano was printed a notice- 'Please do not shoot the pianist. He is doing his best.'
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'The Lady's World' should be made the recognized organ for the expression of women's opinions on all subjects of literature, art and modern life, and yet it should be a magazine that men could read with pleasure.
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Now don't stir. I'll be back in five minutes. And don't fall into any temptations while I am away.
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You have never been poor, and never known what ambition is.
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It is always worth while asking a question, though it is not always worth while answering one.
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Writing bores me so.
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I find him in the curves of certain lines, in the loveliness and subtleties of certain colours.
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Do you smoke? Well, yes, I must admit I smoke. I'm glad to hear of it. A man should always have an occupation of some kind.
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Anybody can be good in the country. There are no temptations there.
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I cannot choose one hundred best books because I have only written five.
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But beauty, real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins. Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face.
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I tried to visit Albania but I couldn't find it on the map.
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Murder is always a mistake. One should never do anything that one cannot talk about after dinner.
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In going to America one learns that poverty is not a necessary accompaniment to civilization.
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How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrid, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of June. . . . If it was only the other way! If it was I who were to be always young, and the picture that were to grow old! For this — for this — I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give!
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Memory, like a horrible malady, was eating his soul away.
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Bore: a man who is never unintentionally rude.
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The job of the critic is to report to us his moods.
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I wanted to eat of the fruit of all the trees in the garden of the world… And so, indeed, I went out, and so I lived. My only mistake was that I confined myself so exclusively to the trees of what seemed to me the sun-lit side of the garden, and shunned the other side for its shadow and its gloom.