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Born in October 16, 1854 / Died in November 30, 1900 / Ireland / English

Quotes by Oscar Wilde

Biography lends to death a new terror.
Its failings notwithstanding, there is much to be said in favor of journalism in that by giving us the opinion of the uneducated, it keeps us in touch with the ignorance of the community.
I put all my genius into my life; I put only my talent into my works.
Of course I have played outdoor games. I once played dominoes in an open air cafe in Paris.
Life imitates art far more than art imitates Life.
Please do not shoot the pianist. He is doing his best.
Arguments are extremely vulgar, for everyone in good society holds exactly the same opinion.
There is no such thing as an omen. Destiny does not send us heralds. She is too wise or too cruel for that.
I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.
There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.
One should always be in love. That is the reason one should never marry.
To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness.
It is a very sad thing that nowadays there is so little useless information.
Bigamy is having one wife too many. Monogamy is the same.
The salesman knows nothing of what he is selling save that he is charging a great deal too much for it.
When I was young I thought that money was the most important thing in life; now that I am old I know that it is.
Mrs. Allonby: No man does. That is his.
Education is an admirable thing, but it is well to remember from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.
There is nothing so difficult to marry as a large nose.
As long as war is regarded as wicked, it will always have its fascination. When it is looked upon as vulgar, it will cease to be popular.
A man can't be too careful in the choice of his enemies.
In every first novel the hero is the author as Christ or Faust.
Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known.
The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.
He must have a truly romantic nature, for he weeps when there is nothing at all to weep about.