Book: The fan of lady Windermere. Page 4

Ideals are a dangerous thing. The facts better. They hurt, but they are still better.

Actions are the first tragedy of life, words second. And words, perhaps even worse. The words sting...

- You know, Cecil, it's not your business.
- Absolutely. So it's all I care about. Own business always bores me. I prefer other people's.

Don't let seduce yourself out of the way of the wicked. Virtuous you're unbearably boring.

I'm the only person I would like to know better.

Whenever agree with me, I feel that is not right.

Man, reading morality, usually a hypocrite, and a woman reading moral, certainly ugly. Least of all a woman paints the Puritan conscience. Fortunately, most women understands it.
(If its high morality rants man, so he's a hypocrite if a woman, so she simply ugly.)

In fact, family is the scourge of God, but they give a person of known weight.

That's what pisses me off about women. Be sure to give them a good man. And if he's good from the start, they never will. They need to love it bad, and throw - infuriatingly good.

- How much time could you love a woman who does not love you?
- Who doesn't? Life.

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.
(It's pointless to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.)

To conquer a man, a woman is enough to awaken the evil that it is. You make men of God, and he dumps you. The other makes him a beast, and he licks her hands and behind her.

- All men are beasts.
- We have no choice but to feed them better.