Whatever one writes, comes to pass.

Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde

Profession: Dramatist
Nationality: Irish


Whatever one writes, comes to pass. Oscar Wilde

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Most women are so artificial that they have no sense of Art. Most men are so natural that they have no sense of Beauty.

Don't be led astray into the paths of virtue.

Really, if the lower orders don't set us a good example, what on earth is the use of them? They seem, as a class, to have absolutely no sense of moral responsibility.

He was amazed at the sudden impression that his words had produced, and, remembering a book that he had read when he was sixteen, a book which had revealed to him much that he had not known before, he wondered whether Dorian Gray was passing through a similar experience.

Ah! what a nuisance people's people are!

I am sick to death of cleverness. Everybody is clever nowadays. You can't go anywhere without meeting clever people. The thing has become an absolute public nuisance. I wish to goodness we had a few fools left. Algernon.

Frank Harris has no feelings. It is the secret of his success. Just as the fact that he thinks that other people have none either is the secret of the failure that lies in wait for him somewhere on the way of Life.

The real drawback to marriage is that it makes one unselfish.

No. There had been nothing more. Through vanity he had spared her. In hypocrisy he had worn the mask of goodness. For curiosity's.

We teach people how to remember, we never teach them how to grow.

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.

Something has changed you completely.

I put all my talent into my works; I put my genius into my life.

Utterly, irrevocably, lost.