Lord Henry Wotton could just catch the gleam of the honey-sweet and honey-coloured blossoms of a laburnum, whose tremulous branches seemed hardly able to bear the burden of a beauty so flamelike as theirs.
There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves we feel that no one else has a right to blame us.
If one tells the truth, one is sure, sooner or later, to be found out.
Through vanity he had spared her.
Lady Bracknell. To speak frankly, I am not in favour of long engagements. They give people the opportunity of finding out each other's character before marriage, which I think is never advisable.
To see and hear and write brave things.