Cynic
What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing
Lady Windermere's Fan
What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing
Lady Windermere's Fan
How long could you love a woman who didn't love you, Cecil?
A woman who didn't love me? Oh, all my life!
Lady Windermere's Fan
I like talking to a brick wall- it's the only thing in the world that never contradicts me!
Lady Windermere's Fan
My dear Arthur, I never talk scandal. I only talk gossip.
What is the difference between scandal and gossip?
Oh! Gossip is charming! History is merely gossip. But scandal is gossip made tedious by morality.
Lady Windermere's Fan
Misfortunes one can endure--they come from outside, they are accidents. But to suffer for one's own faults--ah!--there is the sting of life.
Lady Windermere's Fan
I can resist anything except temptation.
Lady Windermere's Fan
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
Lady Windermere's Fan
In this world there are only two tragedies. One is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.
In 2024, Kamala Harris did worse among Black voters than Joe Biden did in 2020. She did worse among female voters. She did much worse among Latino voters. She did much worse among young voters.
She did manage to outperform Biden among two groups: affluent people and white voters, especially white men. If there is one sentence that captures the surprising results of this election, it is this one from the sociologist Musa al-Gharbi: 'Democrats lost because everyone except for whites moved in the direction of Donald Trump this cycle.'
Going into this campaign, I did not have that one on my bingo card.
2024114, NYTimes
I do not see how a man can work at the frontiers of physics and write poetry at the same time. They are in opposition. In science you want to say something nobody knew before, in words which everyone can understand. In poetry you are bound to say something that everybody knows already in words that nobody can understand.
On learning, during the Manhattan Project, that Robert Oppenheimer was wrting poetry