Jack Worthing

My dear fellow, the truth isn't quite the sort of thing one tells to a nice, sweet, refined girl. What extraordinary ideas you have about the way to behave to a woman!

I am sick to death of cleverness. Everybody is clever nowadays. You can't go anywhere without meeting clever people.
The thing has become an absolute public nuisance. I wish to goodness we had a few fools left.

"Gwendolen, 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?"
"I can. For I feel that you are sure to change."

"Do you know it is nearly seven?"
"Oh! It always is nearly seven."
"Well, I'm hungry."

"Cecily and Gwendolen are perfectly certain to be extremely great friends. I'll bet you anything you like that half an hour after they have met, they will be calling each other sister."
"Women only do that when they have called each other a lot of other things first."

"What do they talk about?"
"The fools? Oh! about the clever people, of course."
"What fools!"

"If ever I get married, I'll certainly try to forget the fact."
"The Divorce Court was specially invented for people whose memories are so curiously constituted."