A flower blossoms for its own joy.
Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
Some things are too important to be taken seriously.
I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.
Work is the curse of the drinking classes.
Friendship is far more tragic than love. It lasts longer.
One should always play fairly when one has the winning cards.
She behaves as if she was beautiful. Most American women do. It is the secret of their charm.
Life has been your art. You have set yourself to music. Your days are your sonnets.
The one charm about the past is that it is the past.
Punctuality is the thief of time.
I hate people who are not serious about meals. It is so shallow of them.
No man is rich enough to buy back his past.
Irony is wasted on the stupid.
Everything popular is wrong.
Consistency is the hallmark of the unimaginative.
The world was my oyster but I used the wrong fork.
One can always be kind to people about whom one cares nothing.
Only the shallow know themselves.
You like every one; that is to say, you are indifferent to every one.
I love acting. It is so much more real than life.
I don’t say we all ought to misbehave. But we ought to look as if we could.
He has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends.
One should always be in love. That's the reason one should never marry.