I wonder who it was defined man as a rational animal. It was the most premature definition ever given. Man is many things$$$ but he is not rational.

I've now realised for the first time in my life the vital Importance of Being Earnest.

People who count their chickens before they are hatched act very wisely because chickens run about so absurdly that it's impossible to count them accurately.

And with tears of blood he cleansed the hand$$$<br>The hand that held the steel:<br>For only blood can wipe out blood$$$<br>And only tears can heal.

I have no objection to anyone's sex life as long as they don't practice it in the street and frighten the horses.

I am happy in my prison of passion.

In matters of grave importance$$$ style$$$ not sincerity$$$ is the vital thing.

A writer is someone who has taught his mind to misbehave.

The reason we all like to think so well of others is that we are all afraid for ourselves. The basis of optimism is sheer terror.

All art is at once surface and symbol. Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril.