Book: The fan of lady Windermere. Page 3

I have long been convinced - as soon as one survives to such an age when you have to understand, he ceases to understand what was not.

We all are not the same as actually.

- How brutal of a good woman!
- How weak bad men are!

If a woman really repents, she will not want to return to a society that saw her shame or her very undoing.

You can carry any adversity - they come from the outside, they are random. But suffer for their own mistakes is the most bitter that can be in life.

Nasty women take husbands, but then they are always back to us, of course, in slightly jumbled form. And don't make scenes, men hate that!

To educate a man is dangerous.

I think life is too complex to approach her with such cruel rules.

Yes, I know, now the society so many self-righteous people pretend to be nice to pretend that bad is, in my opinion, the manifestation of a sweet and modest disposition. And besides, those who pretends to be good, light takes seriously. Those who are pretending to be bad - no. Such is the stupidity of optimists.

We all have our own weaknesses.

Experience is an intuitive understanding of life.

I regret my bad actions. You - Oh good. In this we differ from each other.

Whether the fog raises serious people, or Vice versa...

- Well, all men are bad?
- All, dear, without exception. And they never corrected. Men age, but do not get better.