Oscar Wilde Quotes
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A work of art is the unique result of a unique temperament. Its beauty comes from the fact that the author is what he is. ...Art is the most intense mode of Individualism that the world has known. I am inclined to say that it is the only real mode of Individualism that the world has known. ...Art is Individualism...
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Insincerity is merely a method by which we can multiply our personalities.
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Find expression for a sorrow, and it will become dear to you. Find expression for a joy, and you will intensify its ecstasy.
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Imitation is the homage mediocrity pays to greatness.
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Love is not fashionable anymore; the poets have killed it.
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An inordinate passion for pleasure is the secret of remaining young.
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We spend our days, each one of us, in looking for the secret of life. Well, the secret of life is in Art.
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I like talking to a brick wall- it's the only thing in the world that never contradicts me!
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Marriage is the one subject on which all women agree and all men disagree.
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Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. We can only record its moods, and chronicle their return. With us time itself does not progress. It revolves. It seems to circle round one center of pain.
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The man with a clear conscience probably has a poor memory.
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Vulgarity is the conduct of other people, just as falsehoods are the truths of other people.
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You might see nothing in him. I see everything in him.
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As for a spoiled life, no life is spoiled but one whose growth is arrested.
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Genius learns from nature, its own nature. Talent learns from art.
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The only thing in the world worse than being Oscar Wilde is not being Oscar Wilde.
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He was a hero to his valet, who bullied him, and a terror to most of his relations, whom he bullied in turn. Only England could have produced him, and he always said that the country was going to the dogs. His principles were out of date, but there was a good deal to be said for his prejudices.
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A woman who cannot make her mistakes charming, is only a female.
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Lo! with a little rodI did but touch the honey of romance -And must I lose a soul's inheritance?
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Now it seems to me that love of some kind is the only possible explanation of the extraordinary amount of suffering that there is in the world.
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The only thing that sustains one through life is the consciousness of the immense inferiority of everybody else, and this is a feeling that I have always cultivated.
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To be popular I must be mediocre.
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It is always the unreadable that occurs.
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Life is a great disappointment.