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
The soul is born old but grows young. That is the comedy of life. And the body is born young and grows old. That is life's tragedy.
Mere colour, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways.
Sins of the flesh are nothing. Sins of the soul are shameful.
Sins of the flesh are nothing. They are maladies for physicians to cure, if they should be cured. Sins of the soul alone are shameful.
Lo! with a little rod I did but touch the honey of romance — And must I lose a soul's inheritance?
memory, like a horrible malady, was eating his soul away
LORD ILLINGWORTH: The soul is born old but grows young. That is the comedy of life. MRS ALLONBY: And the body is born young and grows old. That is life's tragedy.
I want to be good. I can't bear the idea of my soul being hideous.
I will not bare my soul to their shallow prying eyes. My heart shall never be put under their microscope.
because to influence a person is to give one's own soul.
I see that any materialism in life coarsens the soul, and that the hunger of the body and the appetites of the flesh desecrate always, and often destroy.
How does one cure the soul? Through the senses
What the artist is always looking for is the mode of existence in which soul and body are one and indivisible: in which the outward is expressive of the inward: in which form reveals.
The soul is a terrible reality. It can be bought and sold and bartered away.