Oscar Wilde

Country Ireland
Born Monday, 30 November -0001
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Quotes 439
He is a great irish poet.
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“You must have a cigarette. A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?” Uncategorized
“You must have a cigarette. A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?” Uncategorized
“Consistency is the hallmark of the unimaginative.” Uncategorized
“The world was my oyster but I used the wrong fork.” Uncategorized
“The aim of life is self-development. To realize one's nature perfectly - that is what each of us is here for.” Uncategorized
“Life is never fair, and perhaps it is a good thing for most of us that it is not.” Uncategorized
“He has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends.” Uncategorized
“I never put off till tomorrow what I can possibly do - the day after.” Uncategorized
“Hear no evil, speak no evil, and you won't be invited to cocktail parties.” Uncategorized
“Only the shallow know themselves” Uncategorized
“Only the shallow know themselves” Uncategorized
“A little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal.” Uncategorized
“It takes great deal of courage to see the world in all its tainted glory, and still to love it.” Uncategorized
“It takes great deal of courage to see the world in all its tainted glory, and still to love it.” Uncategorized
“Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is by far the best ending for one.” Uncategorized
“I like persons better than principles, and I like persons with no principles better than anything else in the world.” Uncategorized
“In this world there are only two tragedies. One is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it. Uncategorized
“I don’t say we all ought to misbehave. But we ought to look as if we could” Uncategorized
“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! They seemed to be able to give a plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viol or of lute. Mere words! Was there anything so real as words?” Uncategorized
“Nowadays 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.” Uncategorized