Oscar Wilde Quotes
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Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away. The ruby shall be redder than a red rose, and the sapphire shall be as blue as the great sea.
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The only form of fiction in which real characters do not seem out of place is history. In novels they are detestable.
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American girls are as clever at concealing their parents as English women are at concealing their past.
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He had uttered a mad wish that he himself might remain untarnished, and the face on the canvas bear the burden of his passions and his sins; that the painted image might be seared with the lines of suffering and thought, and that he might keep all the delicate bloom and loveliness of his then just conscious boyhood.
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To make men Socialists is nothing, but to make Socialism human is a great thing.
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The problem with the common person is that he is so unbearably common!
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The tragedy of growing old is not that one is old but that one is young.
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The public has always, and in every age, been badly brought up. They are continually asking Art to be popular, to please their want of taste, to flatter their absurd vanity, to tell them what they have been told before, to show them what they ought to be tired of seeing, to amuse them when they feel heavy after eating too much, and to distract their thoughts when they are wearied of their own stupidity.
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The good we get from art is not what we learn from it; it is what we become through it.
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Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope. They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only beauty.
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Whenever I'm in doubt, I ask myself, 'What would Jesus do?' And then I realize, Jesus got crucified, so maybe his decision-making isn't all that great.
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There are few things easier than to live badly and die well.
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It is so easy to convince others; it is so difficult to convince oneself.
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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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It is a sad truth, but we have lost the faculty of giving lovely names to things. Names are everything. I never quarrel with actions. My one quarrel is with words. The man who could call a spade a spade should be compelled to use one. It is the only thing he is fit for.
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Personality must be accepted for what it is. You mustn't mind that a poet is a drunk, rather that drunks are not always poets.
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I believe it is customary in good society to take some slight refreshment at five o'clock.
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I am thoroughly sick of pearls. They make one look so plain, so good and so intellectual.
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A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. It would be horribly selfish if it wanted all the other flowers in the garden to be both red and roses.
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The one charm about the past is that it is the past. But women never know when the curtain has fallen.
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Artists reproduce themselves or each other, with wearisome iteration. But criticism is always moving on, and the critic is always developing.
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The youth of the present day are quite monstrous. They have absolutely no respect for dyed hair.
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Every woman is wrong until she cries.
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Twenty years of romance make a woman look like a ruin, but twenty years of marriage make her something like a public building.