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
Whatever harsh criticisms may be passed on the construction of her sentences, she at least possesses that one touch of vulgarity that makes the whole world kin.
To get back to my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable
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.
When we are happy we are always good, but when we are good we are not always happy.
The only way a woman can ever reform her husband is by boring him so completely that he loses all possible interest in life
The only way to behave to a woman is to make love to her, if she is pretty, and to someone else, if she is plain.
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.
There are terrible temptations that it requires strength, strength and courage to yield to
One's real life is so often the life that one does not lead.
Yes, there is a terrible moral in 'Dorian Gray' - a moral which the prurient will not be able to find in it, but it will be revealed to all whose minds are healthy. Is this an artistic error? I fear it is. It is the only error in the book.
In judging of a beautiful statue, the aesthetic faculty is absolutely and completely gratified by the splendid curves of those marble lips that are dumb to our complaint, the noble modelling of those limbs that are powerless to help us.
We have little time and lots to do, lets take time for everything we do.
There is luxury in self reproach. When we blame ourselves, we feel no one else has a right to blame us.
Romantic art deals with the exception and with the individual. Good people, belonging as they do to the normal, and so, commonplace type, are artistically uninteresting.