Though your sins be as scarlet, yet I will make them as white as snow.
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My doctor says I must not have any serious conversation after seven [o'clock]. It makes me talk in my sleep.
Shakespeare appreciated the value of lovely costumes in adding picturesqueness to poetry, but he saw how important costume is as a means of producing certain dramatic effects.
An artist should create beautiful things, but should put nothing of his own life into them.
There was blood on the painted feet, as though the thing had dripped--blood even on the hand that had not held the knife.
It was true that as one watched life in its curious crucible of pain and pleasure, one could not wear over one's face a mask of glass, nor keep the sulphurous fumes from troubling the brain, and making the imagination turbid with monstrous fancies and misshapen dreams.
I hardly think that any Socialist, nowadays, would seriously propose that an inspector should call every morning at each house to see that each citizen rose up and did manual labour for eight hours.
I remember your saying once that there is a fatality about good resolutions—that they are always made too late. Mine certainly were.
Art never harms itself by keeping aloof from the social problems of the day: rather, by so doing, it more completely realises for us that which we desire.
I have learned this: it is not what one does that is wrong, but what one becomes as a consequence of it.
Is insincerity such a terrible thing? I think not. It is merely a method by which we can multiply our personalities.
As he thought of it, a sharp pang of pain struck through him like a knife and made each delicate fibre of his nature quiver.
There was a silence. The evening darkened in the room. Noiselessly and with silver feet the shadows crept in from the garden. The colours faded wearily out of things.