|
7daa71e
|
sorrow...is a wound that bleeds when any hand but that of love touches it
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
059fbd3
|
I wish you would tell me your secret. To get back my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
b5d9e78
|
Thirty-five is a very attractive age. London society is full of women of the very highest birth who have, of their own free choice, remained thirty-five for years.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
e1b1611
|
I am not at all cynical, I have merely got experience, which, however, is very much the same thing.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
c0b42d5
|
tone of colour in a room or a morning sky, a particular perfume that you had once loved and that brings subtle memories with it, a line from a forgotten poem that you had come across again, a cadence from a piece of music that you had ceased to play-- I tell you, Dorian, that it is on things like these that our lives depend.
|
|
poem
music
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
2238d4a
|
He is fond of being misunderstood. It gives him a post of vantage.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
d6fff92
|
The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
fa2a865
|
Don't squander the gold of your days, listening to the tedious, trying to improve the hopeless failure, or giving away your life to the ignorant, the common, and the vulgar
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
31de250
|
The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely. All art is quite useless.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
a2d415e
|
Even you are not rich enough, Sir Robert, to buy back your past. No man is
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
d7784b5
|
but the bravest man among us is afraid of himself
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
ee6454d
|
I like looking at geniuses and listening to beautiful people.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
52d3b39
|
The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden, there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink-flowering thorn.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
1da6b9a
|
Nowadays we are all of us so hard up that the only pleasant things to pay are compliments. They're the only things we can pay.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
6ea7e3d
|
It was the passions about whose origin we deceived ourselves that tyrannized most strongly over us.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
2ee2504
|
The bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
592a490
|
I really don't see what is so romantic about proposing. One may be accepted - one usually is, I believe - and then the excitement is ended. The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
7e773c7
|
Come, dear, [Gwendolen rises] we have already missed five, if not six, trains. To miss any more might expose us to comment on the platform.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
6d63605
|
LORD ILLINGWORTH What do you think she'd do if I kissed her? MRS ALLONBY Either marry you, or strike you across the face with her glove. What would you do if she struck you across the face with her glove? LORD ILLINGWORTH Fall in love with her, probably.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
0fcb5fd
|
If they know nothing of victory, they are at least spared the knowledge of defeat.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
e3e8fa6
|
It is sweet to dance to violins When love and life are fair: To dance to flutes, to dance to lutes Is delicate and rare:
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
da6f16f
|
The burden of this world is too great for one man to bear, and the world's sorrow too heavy for one heart to suffer.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
3df454c
|
If I could get back my youth, I'd do anything in the world except get up early, take exercise or be respectable.
|
|
youth
humor
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
cb3cff7
|
I have a business appointment that I am anxious... to miss.
|
|
humor
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
db6518d
|
In the square below,' said the Happy Prince, 'there stands a little match-girl. She has let her matches fall in the gutter, and they are all spoiled. Her father will beat her if she does not bring home some money, and she is crying. She has no shoes or stockings, and her little head is bare. Pluck out my other eye, and give it to her, and her father will not beat her.' 'I will stay with you one night longer,' said the Swallow, 'but I cannot..
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
28cbec5
|
Everyone quoted it, it was full of so many words that they could not understand.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
653da84
|
Every single human being should be the fulfilment of a prophecy: for every human being should be the realisation of some ideal, either in the mind of God or in the mind of man.
|
|
religion
god
oscar-wilde
ideal
prophecy
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
631ce54
|
La unica manera de librarse de la tentacion es ceder ante ella. Si se resiste, el alma enferma, anhelando lo que ella misma se ha prohibido, deseando lo que sus leyes monstruosas han hecho monstruoso e ilegal
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
b6060bf
|
Far away beyond the pine-woods,' he answered, in a low dreamy voice, 'there is a little garden. There the grass grows long and deep, there are the great white stars of the hemlock flower, there the nightingale sings all night long. All night long he sings, and the cold, crystal moon looks down, and the yew-tree spreads out its giant arms over the sleepers.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
f3c7831
|
I am completely penniless, and absolutely homeless. Yet there are worse things in the world than that.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
5255955
|
The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim. The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
9aad84f
|
Jack: Actually, I was found. Lady Bracknell: Found? Jack: Uh, yes, I was in... a handbag. Lady Bracknell: A handbag? Jack: Yes, it was... [makes gestures] Jack: an ordinary handbag.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
4bbb84b
|
The terror of society, which is the basis of morals, the terror of God, which is the secret of religion-these are the two things that govern us.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
e295372
|
The aim of Love is to love: no more, and no less.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
d2493bb
|
We are punished for our refusals. Every impulse that we strive to strangle broods in the mind and poisons us. The body sins once, and has done with its sin, for action is a mode of purification. Nothing remains then but the recollection of a pleasure, or the luxury of a regret. The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself, with desire fo..
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
e37eac4
|
I was wrong. God's law is only Love.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
853ead6
|
It was you I thought of all the time, I gave to them the love you did not need: lavished on them a love that was not theirs.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
10cf827
|
Behind the perfection of a man's style, must lie the passion of a man's soul.
|
|
writing
walter-pater
prose
style
soul
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
ca6e4b4
|
God knows; I won't be an Oxford don anyhow. I'll be a poet, a writer, a dramatist. Somehow or other I'll be famous, and if not famous, I'll be notorious. Or perhaps I'll lead the life of pleasure for a time and then--who knows?--rest and do nothing. What does Plato say is the highest end that man can attain here below? To sit down and contemplate the good. Perhaps that will be the end of me too.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
183e133
|
The world is made by the singer for the dreamer.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
339cf09
|
I don't like compliments and I don't see why a man should think he is pleasing a woman enormously when he says to her a whole heap of things that he doesn't mean.
|
|
words
men
women
flattery
hypocrisy
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
41f82cd
|
Beauty is one of the great facts of the world, like sunlight,or springtime, or the reflection in dark waters of that silver shell we call the moon. You have only a few years in which to live really, perfectly, and fully. When your youth goes, your beauty will go with it, and then you will suddenly discover that there are no triumphs left for you...Time is jealous of you, and wars against your lilies and your roses. You will become sallow, a..
|
|
world
youth
life
temptations
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
6c78874
|
With the abolition of private property, then, we shall have true, beautiful, healthy Individualism. Nobody will waste his life in accumulating things, and the symbols of things. One will live. To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |
|
c202539
|
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.
|
|
|
Oscar Wilde |