Oscar Wilde Quotes
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Sphinxes without secrets.
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And suddenly the moon withdraws her sickle from the lightening skies, and to her sombre cavern flies, wrapped in a veil of yellow gauze.
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Salomé, Salomé, dance for me. I pray thee dance for me. I am sad to-night. Yes, I am passing sad to-night. When I came hither I slipped in blood, which is an evil omen; and I heard, I am sure I heard in the air a beating of wings, a beating of giant wings. I cannot tell what they mean .... I am sad to-night. Therefore dance for me. Dance for me, Salomé, I beseech you. If you dance for me you may ask of me what you will, and I will give it you, even unto the half of my kingdom.
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If one were to live his life fully and completely were to give form to every feeling, expression to every thought, reality to every dream.
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I have no objection to anyone's sex life as long as they don't practice it in the street and frighten the horses.
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You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know.
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History is merely gossip.
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You can have your secret as long as I have your heart.
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I hate vulgar realism in literature. The man who would call a spade a spade should be compelled to use one.
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The growing influence of women is the one reassuring thing in our political life.
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When I had to fill in my immigration papers, I gave my age as 19, and my profession as genius; I added that I had nothing to declare except my talent.
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California is an Italy without its art.
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Cats are put on earth to remind us that not everything has a purpose.
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I have never killed anyone, but I have often read about some guy getting his ass taken out with great pleasure.
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Thinking is wonderful, but the experience is even more wonderful.
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A woman will flirt with anybody in the world as long as other people are looking on.
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It is only the superficial qualities that last. Man's deeper nature is soon found out.
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Out of the unreal shadows of night comes back the real life that we had known. We have to resume it where we had left off...
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No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything.
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Friendship never forgets. That is the wonderful thing about it.
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Bad artists always admire each other's work. They call it being large-minded and free from prejudice. But a truly great artist cannot conceive of life being shown, or beauty fashioned, under any conditions other than those he has selected.
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The only thing worse than being misquoted is being sentenced to two years' hard labour for buggery.
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His sudden mad love for Sibyl Vane was a psychological phenomenon of no small interest. There was no doubt that curiosity had much to do with it, curiosity and the desire for new experiences; yet it was not a simple but rather a very complex passion.
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It is absurd to say that the age of miracles is past. It has not yet begun.