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Anybody can sympathize with the sufferings of a friend, but it requires a very fine nature it requires, in fact, that nature of a true Individualist to sympathize with a friend's success.
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Every one of course represents the spirit of his age, but there is an eternal aspect of the Spirit of every age which may be caught. To recreate the past from the mutilated fragments of the present is the task of the Historian.
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Woman's first duty in life is to her dressmaker. What the second duty is no one has yet discovered.
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I have the kiss of Walt Whitman still on my lips.
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I have put my talent into writing, my genius I have saved for living.
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After a good quality dinner one will be able to forgive anybody, still one's own relations.
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You have killed my love. You used to stir my imagination. Now you don't even stir my curiosity. You simply produce no effect. I loved you because you were marvelous, because you had genius and intellect, because you realized the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art. You have thrown it all away. You are shallow and stupid.
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I summed up all systems in a phrase, and all existence in an epigram.
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With an evening coat and a white tie, anybody, even a stock broker, can gain a reputation for being civilized.
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Life would be dull without them.
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To disagree with three-fourths of the British public is one of the first requisites of sanity.
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Yet each man kills the thing he loves, By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word, The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword! Some kill their love when they are young, And some when they are old; Some strangle with the hands of Lust, Some with the hands of Gold: The kindest use a knife, because The dead so soon grow cold. Some love too little, some too long, Some sell, and others buy; Some do the deed with many tears, And some without a sigh: For each man kills the thing he loves, Yet each man does not die.
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I played with an idea, and grew willful; tossed it into the air; transformed it; let it escape and recaptured it; made it iridescent with fancy, and winged it with paradox.
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Private information is practically the source of every large modern fortune.
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A truth ceases to be true when more than one person believes in it.
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Walt Whitman and Emerson are the poets who have given the world more than anyone else. Perhaps Whitman is not so widely read in England, but England never appreciates a poet until he is dead.
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Fruitcake is like semen, there's a lot of it about but no one wants to swallow it.
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Ah, on what little things does happiness depend! I have read all that the wise men have written, and all the secrets of philosophy are mine, yet for want of a red rose is my life made wretched.
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It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution.
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The play was a great success, but the audience was a disaster.
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The English public, as a mass, takes no interest in a work of art until it is told that the work in question is immoral.
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Nobody of any real culture, for instance, ever talks nowadays about the beauty of sunset. Sunsets are quite old fashioned. To admire them is a distinct sign of provincialism of temperament. Upon the other hand they go on.
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An alliterative prefix served as an ornament of oratory.
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The key to making up Oscar Wilde quotes is to add '~ Oscar Wilde' at the end.