Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde
Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wildewas an Irish playwright, novelist, essayist, and poet. After writing in different forms throughout the 1880s, he became one of London's most popular playwrights in the early 1890s. He is remembered for his epigrams, his novel The Picture of Dorian Gray, his plays, as well as the circumstances of his imprisonment and early death...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth16 October 1854
CityDublin, Ireland
CountryIreland
One should absorb the color of life.
Men are such cowards. They outrage every law in the world and are afraid of the world's tongue.
Man is a being with myriad lives and myriad sensations, a complex, multiform creature that bears within itself strange legacies of thought and passion, and whose very flesh is tainted with the monstrous maladies of the dead.
He who stands most remote from his age is he who mirrors it best.
Good intentions have been the ruin of the world. The only people who have achieved anything have been those who have had no intentions at all.
Only the great masters of style ever succeed in being obscure.
Good resolutions are useless attempts to interfere with scientific laws. Their origin is pure vanity. Their result is absolutely nil. They give us, now and then, some of those luxurious sterile emotions that have a certain charm for the weak.... They are simply cheques that men draw on a bank where they have no account.
Ah, on what little things does happiness depend.
It is not good for one's morals to see bad acting
I threw the pearl of my soul into a cup of wine. I went down the primrose path to the sound of flutes. I lived on honeycomb.
People are either charming or tedious.
Where your life leads you, you must go
And once, or twice, to throw the dice is a gentlemanly game, But he does not win who plays with Sin in the secret house of shame
Let me be surrounded by luxury, I can do without the necessities!