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The truth is rarely pure and never simple. Modern life would be very tedious if it were either, and modern literature a complete impossibility!
The amount of women in London who flirt with their own husbands is perfectly scandalous.
You can hardly imagine that I and Lord Bracknell would dream of allowing our only daughter—a girl brought up with the utmost care—to marry into a cloak-room, and form an alliance with a parcel? Good morning, Mr. Worthing!
Cecily, ever since I first looked upon your wonderful and incomparable beauty, I have dared to love you wildly, passionately, devotedly, hopelessly.
How nice of you to like me so much after we have known each other such a comparatively short time.
They have been eating muffins. That looks like repentance.
He has nothing, but he looks everything. What more can one desire?
Then a passionate celibacy is all that any of us can look forward to.
it is a terrible thing for a man to find out suddenly that all his life he has been speaking nothing but the truth. Can you forgive me?
