Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde
Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wildewas an Irish playwright, novelist, essayist, and poet. After writing in different forms throughout the 1880s, he became one of London's most popular playwrights in the early 1890s. He is remembered for his epigrams, his novel The Picture of Dorian Gray, his plays, as well as the circumstances of his imprisonment and early death...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth16 October 1854
CityDublin, Ireland
CountryIreland
In its primary aspect, a painting has no more spiritual message than an exquisite fragment of Venetian glass. The channels by which all noble and imaginative work in painting should touch the soul are not those of the truths of lives.
The mark of all good art is not that the thing done is done exactly or finely, for machinery may do as much, but that it is worked out with the head and the workman's heart.
A critic should be taught to criticise a work of art without making any reference to the personality of the author.
Let us have no machine-made ornament at all; it is all bad and worthless and ugly.
Vulgarity is the conduct of other people, just as falsehoods are the truths of other people
Those who are faithless know the pleasures of love; it is the faithful who know love's tragedies
We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to.
The only difference between a caprice and a life-long passion is that the caprice lasts a little longer.
When we are happy we are always good, but when we are good we are not always happy.
What a fuss people make about fidelity! Why, even in love it is purely a question for physiology. It has nothing to do with our own will. Young men want to be faithful, and are not; old men want to be faithless, and cannot: that is all one can say.
Work is a refuge of people who have nothing better to do.
The only difference between saints and sinners is that every saint has a past while every sinner has a future.
Where there is no extravagance there is no love, and where there is no love there is no understanding.
Where there is no exaggeration there is no love, and where there is no love there is no understanding. It is only about things that do not interest one, that one can give a really unbiased opinion. . .