All art is immortal. For emotion for the sake of emotion is the aim of art, and emotion for the sake of action is the aim of life.

“I am not laughing Dorian; at least I am not laughing at you. But you should not…”

“Champing his gilded oats, the Hippogriff will stand in our stalls, and over our…”

“this woman is a genius in the day time and a beauty at night”

“sorrow...is a wound that bleeds when any hand but that oflove touches it”