Oscar Wilde Quotes
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I find that forgiving one's enemies is a most curious morbid pleasure; perhaps I should check it.
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One pale woman all alone, The daylight kissing her wan hair, Loitered beneath the gas lamps' flare, With lips of flame and heart of stone.
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Men of thoughts should have nothing to do with action.
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And, by the way, one of the most delightful things I find in America is meeting a people without prejudice — everywhere open to the truth.
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Foxhunting... the unspeakable pursuing the inedible.
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I know not whether Laws be right,Or whether Laws be wrong;All that we know who lie in gaolIs that the wall is strong;And that each day is like a year,A year whose days are long.
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Every man of ambition has to fight his century with its own weapons. What this century worships is wealth. The God of this century is wealth. To succeed one must have wealth. At all costs one must have wealth.
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I analyzed you, though you did not adore me.
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God is love, love is blind, Stevie Wonder is blind, therefore Stevie Wonder is God.
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There are moments when art attains almost to the dignity of manual labor.
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Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day.
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Taking sides is the beginning of sincerity, and earnestness follows shortly afterwards, and the human being becomes a bore.
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If a man needs an elaborate tombstone in order to remain in the memory of his country, it is clear that his living at all was an act of absolute superfluity.
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I forgot that every little action of the common day makes or unmakes character, and that therefore what one has done in the secret chamber one has some day to cry aloud on the house-tops.
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When good Americans die, they go to Paris" "Where do bad Americans go?" "They stay in America.
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He is some brainless, beautiful creature, who should always be here in winter when we have no flowers to look at, and always here in the summer when we want something to chill our intelligence.
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Chrysanthemums from gilded argosy Unload their gaudy senseless merchandise.
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No work of art ever puts forward views. Views belong to people who are not artists.
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He is fond of being misunderstood. It gives him a post of vantage.
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Shakespeare might have met Rosencrantz and Guildenstern in the white streets of London, or seen the serving-men of rival houses bite their thumbs at each other in the open square; but Hamlet came out of his soul, and Romeo out of his passion.
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An idea that is not dangerous is unworthy of being called an idea at all.
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My writing has gone to bits - like my character. I am simply a self-conscious nerve in pain.
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I made art a philosophy, and philosophy an art: I altered the minds of men, and the colour of things: I awoke the imagination of my century so that it created myth and legend around me: I summed up all things in a phrase, all existence in an epigram: whatever I touched I made beautiful.
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America is the noisiest country that ever existed. One is waked up in the morning, not by the singing of the nightingale, but by the steam whistle.