Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde

Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde (16 October 1854 – 30 November 1900) was an Irish playwright, novelist, essayist, and poet. After writing in different forms throughout the 1880s, he became one of London's most popular playwrights in the early 1890s. He is remembered for his epigrams, his novel The Picture of Dorian Gray, his plays, as well as the circumstances of his imprisonment and early death.

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What we have to do, what at any rate it is our duty to do, is to revive the old art of lying.

The advantage of the emotions is that they lead us astray.

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

No object is so beautiful that under certain conditions it will not look ugly.

Most people die of a sort of creeping common sense and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes.

There is only one class in the community that thinks more about money than the rich, and that is the poor. The poor can think of nothing else.

Arguments are to be avoided: they are always vulgar and often convincing.

The man who can dominate a London dinner-table can dominate the world.

All art is quite useless.

It is only by not paying one's bills that one can hope to live in the memory of the commercial classes.

Ridicule is the tribute paid to the genius by the mediocrities.

Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative.

Alas I am dying beyond my means.

Mr. Henry James writes fiction as if it were a painful duty.

All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.

I think that God in creating man somewhat overestimated his ability.

Do you really think it is weakness that yields to temptation? I tell you that there are terrible temptations which it requires strength, strength and courage, to yield to.

I can stand brute force, but brute reason is quite unbearable. There is something unfair about its use. It is hitting below the intellect.

This suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.

Ambition is the germ from which all growth of nobleness proceeds.

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