“Prism! Where is that baby?”

“Miss Prism: Do not speak slightingly of the three-volume novel, Cecily. I wrote one myself in earlier days. Cecily: Did you really, Miss Prism? How wonderfully clever you are! I hope it did not end happily? I don't like novels that end happily. They depress me so much. Miss Prism: The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.”

“Miss Prism: ... And you do not seem to reealize, dear Doctor, that by persistently remaining single, a man coverts himself into a permanent public temptation. ...Chausuble: But is a man not equally attractive when married?Miss Prism: No married man is ever attractive except to his wife.Chausuble: And often, I´ve been told, not even to her.”

“Lady Bracknell: Is this Miss Prism a female of repellent aspect, remotely connected with education?Chasuble: (Somewhat indignantly) She is the most cultivated of ladies, and the very picture of respectability.Lady Bracknell: It is obviously the same person.”

“Cecily: “Miss Prism says that all good looks are a snare”Algernon: “They are a snare that every sensible man would like to be caught in.”Cecily: “Oh, I don’t think I would care to catch a sensible man. I shouldn’t know what to talk to him about.”

“Where there is no love there is no understanding.”

“Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground.”