To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness.

Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde

Profession: Dramatist
Nationality: Irish


To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness. Oscar Wilde

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When you are not on your pedestal you are not interesting.

Looking good and dressing well is a necessity. Having a purpose in life is not.

It is always the unreadable that occurs.

Behind the barricade there may be much that is noble and heroic. But what is there behind the leading-article but prejudice, stupidity, cant, and twaddle? And when these four are joined together they make a terrible force, and constitute the new authority.

Poor Aubrey: I hope he will get all right. He brought a strangely new personality to English art, and was a master in his way of fantastic grace, and the charm of the unreal. His muse had moods of terrible laughter. Behind his grotesques there seemed to lurk some curious philosophy...

And Beauty is a form of Genius - is higher, indeed, than Genius, as it needs no explanation.

Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic. World's had to be in travail, that the meanest flower might blow...

I love scandals about other people, but scandals about myself don't interest me. They have not got the charm of novelty.

Before I could answer that, I should have to see your soul.

What art seeks to disturb is monotony of type, slavery of custom, tyranny of habit, and the reduction of man to the level of a machine.

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. The consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and richness to life that nothing else can bring.

You can dine with me to-night, Dorian, can't you? He shook his head. To-night she is Imogen, he answered, and to-morrow night she will be Juliet. When is she Sibyl Vane? Never. I congratulate you.

We Irish are too poetical to be poets; we are a nation of brilliant failures, but we are the greatest talkers since the Greeks.