Fashion is what one wears oneself. What is unfashionable is what other people wear.
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Fashion is what one wears oneself. What is unfashionable is what other people wear.
Punctuality is the thief of time.
Nowadays people seem to look on life as a speculation. It is not a speculation. It is a sacrament. Its ideal is Love. Its purification is sacrifice.
Society, civilized society, at least, is never very ready to believe anything to the detriment of those who are both rich and fascinating. It feels instinctively that manners are of more importance than morals, and, in its opinion, the highest respectability is of much less value than the possession of a good chef. And, after all, it is a very poor consolation to be told that the man who has given one a bad dinner, or poor wine, is irreproachable in his private life. Even the cardinal virtues cannot atone for half-cold entrees.
The man who can dominate a London dinner-table can dominate the world. The future belongs to the dandy. It is the exquisites who are going to rule.
There is nothing in the whole world so unbecoming to a woman as a Nonconformist conscience.
But then one regrets the loss even of one's worst habits. Perhaps one regrets them the most. They are such an essential part of one's personality.
Beauty is a form of genius - is higher, indeed, than genius, as it needs no explanation. It is of the great facts in the world like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in dark water of that silver shell we call the moon. It can't be questioned: it reigns by divine right.
Sins of the flesh are nothing. They are deseases that a physician can cure, if he really must. Sins of the soul are shameful.
There is no such thing as a Secret of Life. The aim in life, if there is one, is that of seeking temptation. There aren't enough: I sometimes pass a whole day finding no temptation whatsoever. It is a very sad thing, it makes one fear for the future.