Oscar Wilde Quotes
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Newspapers. . . give us the bald, sordid, disgusting facts of life. They chronicle, with degrading avidity, the sins of the second-rate, and with the conscientiousness of the illiterate give us accurate and prosaic details. . .
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Love! What is love? It's nothing. It's just a word. It doesn't exist. Only pleasure is important.
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Moderation is a fatal thing. Enough is as bad as a meal. More than enough is as good as a feast.
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You know I have loved him always. But we are very poor. Who, being loved, is poor? Oh, no one. I hate my riches. They are a burden...
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Where your life leads you, you must go.
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Progress is the realization of utopia.
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No better way is there to learn to love Nature than to understand Art. It dignifies every flower of the field. And, the boy who sees the thing of beauty which a bird on the wing becomes when transferred to wood or canvas will probably not throw the customary stone.
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Wisdom comes with winters.
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My own business always bores me to death. I prefer other people's.
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If you want to be witty, say what you think at all times.
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The Americans are certainly hero-worshipers, and always take their heroes from the criminal classes.
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St. Paul's Loomed like a bubble o'er the town.
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Memory is the diary that chronicles things that never happened or couldn't possibly have happened.
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Life is one fool thing after another whereas love is two fool things after each other.
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There are three kinds of despots. There is the despot who tyrannises over the body. There is the despot who tyrannises over the soul. There is the despot who tyrannises over the soul and body alike. The first is called the Prince. The second is called the Pope. The third is called the People.
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Young people, nowadays, imagine that money is everything. Yes, murmured Lord Henry, settling his button-hole in his coat; and when they grow older they know it.
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No publisher should ever express an opinion on the value of what he publishes. That is a matter entirely for the literary critic to decide. I can quite understand how any ordinary critic would be strongly prejudiced against a work that was accompanied by a premature and unnecessary panegyric from the publisher. A publisher is simply a useful middle-man. It is not for him to anticipate the verdict of criticism.
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If you cannot prove a man wrong, don't panic. You can always call him names.
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Dullness is the coming of age of seriousness.
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All love is true, but not all truth ... is love?
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America has been discovered before, but it has always been hushed up.
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He who stands most remote from his age is he who mirrors it best.
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I have nothing to declare but my genius, and this four-kilo bag of cocaine.
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There were sins whose fascination was more in the memory than in the doing of them, strange triumphs that gratified the pride more than the passions, and gave to the intellect a quickened sense of joy, greater than any joy they brought, or could ever bring, to the senses.