I have found that all ugly things are made by those who strive to make something beautiful, and that all beautiful things are made by those who strive to make something useful.

Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde

Profession: Dramatist
Nationality: Irish

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Every woman becomes their mother. That's their tragedy. And no man becomes his. That's his tragedy.

Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them!

A man can be happy with any woman, as long as he does not love her.

He knew in what strange heavens they were suffering, and what dull hells were teaching them the secret of some new joy.

Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them, and we watch the dawn remaking the world in its antique pattern.

My own personality has become a burden to me. I want to escape, to go away, to forget.

The bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation.

Was there some subtle affinity between the chemical atoms that shaped themselves into form and colour on the canvas and the soul that was within him? Could it be that what that soul thought, they realized? -- that what it dreamed, they made true?

A true artist takes no notice whatever of the public. The public are to him non-existent.

All crime is vulgar, just as all vulgarity is a crime.

Artists have sex but art has none.

All good looks are a snare. They are a snare that every sensible man would like to be caught in.

To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people just exist.

What a curious shape you are! May I ask were you born like that, or is it the result of an accident? It.