Now don't stir. I'll be back in five minutes. And don't fall into any temptations while I am away. - Oscar Wilde

And alien tears will fill for him pity's long broken urn. For his mourners will all be outcast men, and outcasts always mourn.

What of Art?
-It is a malady. — Love?
-An Illusion. — Religion?
-The fashionable substitute for Belief. — You are a sceptic.
-Never! Scepticism is the beginning of Faith. — What are you?
-To define is to limit.

How do you do, Lord Darlington? I won’t let you know my daughter, you are far too wicked. LORD DARLINGTON: Don’t say that, Duchess. As a wicked man I am a complete failure. Why, there are lots of people who say I have never really done anything wrong in the whole course of my life. Of course they only say it behind my back.