“Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them! They seemed to be able to give a plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viol or of lute. Mere words! Was there anything so real as words?” 

The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.

Intellectual tasting of life will not supersede muscular activity.

“Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing.” 

“Some things are more precious because they don't last long.” 

“To get back my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable.” 

“Only dull people are brilliant at breakfast.” 

“Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about.” 

“Never marry at all, Dorian. Men marry because they are tired, women, because they are curious: both are disappointed.” 

“After a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one's own relations.” 

Whenever you are sincerely pleased, you are nourished. The joy of the spirit indicates its strength. All healthy things are sweet-tempered.

The best part of health is fine disposition. It is more essential than talent, even in the works of talent.

What would be the use of immortality to a person who cannot use well a half an hour?

A moment is a concentrated eternity.

“Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.” 

“I have nothing to declare except my genius.” 

“Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.” 

“I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.” 

“It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.” 

“Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.” 

“I think God, in creating man, somewhat overestimated his ability.” 

“Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope. They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty. There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.” 

You got black people in an all-white country and they don't know nothing about themselves.

Who would thought only of themselves and kill their race? You would hate other people if you don't want to stay who you are.