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Quotes by Dramatist

"I'm a man of simple tastes. I'm always satisfied with the best."

"First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity."

"We all take such pains to over-educate ourselves. In the wild struggle for existence, we want to have something that endures, and so we fill our minds with rubbish and facts, in the silly hope of keeping our place. The thoroughly well-informed man - that is the modern ideal. And the mind of the thoroughly well-informed man is a dreadful thing. It is like a bric-a-brac shop, all monsters and dust, with everything priced above its proper value."

"The great advantage of a hotel is that it is a refuge from home life."

"In literature the ambition of the novice is to acquire the literary language the struggle of the adept is to get rid of it."

"There is nothing more dangerous than the conscience of a bigot."

"Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard,A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of DenmarkIs by a forged process of my deathRankly abused: but know, thou noble youth,The serpent that did sting thy father's lifeNow wears his crown."

"There is more things in heaven and earth...than are dreamt of by your philosophy."

"If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton you may as well make it dance."

"My only policy is to profess evil and do good."

"She wore far too much rouge last night and not quite enough clothes. That is always a sign of despair in a woman."

"I've put my genius into my life I've only put my talent into my works."

"Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?"

"I am the only person in the world I should like to know thoroughly."

"Whate'er I read to her. I'll plead for youAs for my patron, stand you so assured,As firmly as yourself were in still place - Yea, and perhaps with more successful wordsThan you, unless you were a scholar, sir.O this learning, what a thing it is!"

"Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep."

"Ay every inch a king."

"A strange sense of loss came over him. He felt that Dorian Gray would never again be to him all that he had been in the past. Life had come between them.... His eyes darkened, and the crowded, flaring streets became blurred to his eyes. When the cab drew up at the theatre, it seemed to him that he had grown years older."

"Well, I don't like your clothes. You look perfectly ridiculous in them. Why on earth don't you go up and change? It's perfectly childish to be in mourning for a man who is actually staying a whole week with you in your house as a guest. I call it grotesque."
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