One should absorb the colour of life, but one should never remember its details. Details are always vulgar. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
the costume of the nineteenth century is detestable. It is so sombre, so depressing. Sin is the only real colour-element left in… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
I made art a philosophy, and philosophy an art: I altered the minds of men, and the colour of things: I awoke… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Life is a question of nerves, and fibres, and slowly built-up cells in which thought hides itself and passion has its dreams.… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
There should be a law that no ordinary newspaper should be allowed to write about art. The harm they do by their… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
I find him in the curves of certain lines, in the loveliness and subtleties of certain colours. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them,… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
The poet is the supreme artist, for he is the master of colour and of form, and the real musician besides, and… — 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 Image
Bachelors should be heavily taxed. It is not fair that some men should be happier than others — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope.” — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
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 Image
