The girl laughed again. The joy of a caged bird was in her voice.

Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde

Profession: Dramatist
Nationality: Irish

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When Tommy wants to be romantic he talks to one just like a doctor.

I treated Art as the supreme reality and life as a mere mode of fiction.

The old-fashioned respect for the young is fast dying out.

Oh my dear fellow...should you not be askind, 'Would the tea like the cup?

All imitation in morals and in life is wrong. Through the streets of Jerusalem at the present day crawls one who is mad and carries a wooden cross on his shoulders. He is a symbol of the lives that are marred by imitation.

For of a truth, pain is the Lord of this world, nor is there anyone who escapes from its net.

A cynic is a man who knows the price of everything but the value of nothing.

When critics disagree, the artist is in accord with himself. We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely. All art is quite useless.

Its a beautiful woman's fate to be the subject of conversation where ever she goes.

When a woman marries again, it is because she detested her first husband. When a man marries again, it is because he adored his first wife. Women try their luck; men risk theirs.

The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim.

He is witty, graceful, lovely to look at, lovable to be with. He has also ruined my life, so I can't help loving him -- it is the only thing to do.

Like silver moons the pale narcissi lay.

Sin is a thing that writes itself across a man's face. It cannot be concealed.