Yet, after some time, he wearied of them, and would sit in his box at the opera, either alone or with Lord Henry, listening in rapt pleasure to "Tannhauser" and seeing in the prelude to that great work of art a presentation of the tragedy of his own soul.
Nowadays people know the price of everything, and the value of nothing.
In her dealings with man, destiny never closed her accounts.
Life has always poppies in her hands.
The unread is always better than the unreadable.
Oh! talk to every woman as if you loved her and to every man as if he bored you, and at the end of your first season you will have the reputation of possessing the most perfect social tact.