I should fancy, however, that murder is always a mistake. One should never do anything that one cannot talk about after dinner.

Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde

Profession: Dramatist
Nationality: Irish

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Nature....she will hang the night stars so that I may walk abroad in the darkness without stumbling, and send word the wind over my footprints so that none may track me to my hurt: she will cleanse me in great waters, and with bitter herbs make me whole.

There is no such thing as an omen. Destiny does not send us heralds. She is too wise or too cruel for that.

The soul is born old but grows young. That is the comedy of life.

In England, an inventor is regarded almost as a crazy man, and in too many instances, invention ends in disappointment and poverty. In America, an inventor is honoured, help is forthcoming, and the exercise of ingenuity, the application of science to the work of man, is there the shortest road to wealth.

Nature, which makes nothing durable, always repeats itself so that nothing which it makes may be lost.

The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it... I can resist everything but temptation.

When we are happy, we are always good, but when we are good, we are not always happy.

The burden of this world is too great for one man to bear, and the world's sorrow too heavy for one heart to suffer.

My dear boy, I love hearing my relations abused. It is the only thing that makes me put up with them at all. Relations are simply a tedious pack of people, who haven't got the remotest knowledge of how to live, nor the smallest instinct about when to die.

All those who come in contact with his [Christ's] personality, even though they may neither bow to his altar or kneel before his priest, in some way find that the ugliness of their sin is taken away and the beauty of their sorrow is revealed to them.

One should always be in love. That's the reason one should never marry.

The thing was still loathsome--more loathsome, if possible, than before--and the scarlet dew that spotted the hand seemed brighter, and more like blood newly spilled.

And the mind of the thoroughly well-informed man is a dreadful thing.

I consider that for any man of culture to accept the standard of his age as a form of the grossest immorality.