The beautiful, passionate, ruined South, the land of magnolias and music, of roses and romance . . . living on the memory of crushing defeats — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. It would be horribly selfish if it wanted… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses but in all my garden there is no… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
And the marvellous rose became crimson, like the rose of the eastern sky. Crimson was the girdle of petals, and crimson as… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Ah, on what little things does happiness depend! I have read all that the wise men have written, and all the secrets… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“How pale the Princess is! Never have I seen her so pale. She is like the shadow of a white rose in… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
All the spring may be hidden in the single bud, and the low ground nest of the lark may hold the joy… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Be happy, be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
It is in the brain, and the brain only, that the great sins of the world take place also. You, Mr. Gray,… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
And her sweet red lips on these lips of mine Burned like the ruby fire set In the swinging lamp of a… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
I did not think I should be ever loved: do you indeed Love me so much as now you say you do?… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
And all the woods are alive with the murmur and sound of Spring, And the rose-bud breaks into pink on the climbing… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Marco Polo had seen the inhabitants of Zipangu place rose-colored pearls in the mouths of the dead. A sea-monster had been enamoured… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
My sweet rose, my delicate flower, my lily of lilies, it is perhaps in prison that I am going to test the… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
The world has become sad because a puppet was once melancholy. The nihilist, that strange martyr who has no faith, who goes… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Death is a great price to pay for a red rose“, cried the Nightingale, "and Life is very dear to all. “… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
The books that the world calls immoral are the books that show the world its own shame. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share
Bachelors should be heavily taxed. It is not fair that some men should be happier than others — Oscar Wilde Copy Share
“Basil my dear boy puts everything that is charming in him into his work. The consequence is that he has nothing left for life… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share
I don't at all like knowing what people say of me behind my back. It makes me far too conceited. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share
“If these elements of beauty are real, the whole thing simply appeals to our sense of dramatic effect. Suddenly we find that we are… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share
“Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope.” — Oscar Wilde Copy Share
Men always want to be a womans first love. Women have a more subtle instinct: What they like is to be a mans last… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share
Why is it that at a bachelor's establishment the servants invariably drink the champagne. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share
Moderation is a fatal thing. Enough is as bad as a meal. More than enough is as good as a feast. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share
Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share
