My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One of us has got to go. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
One can survive everything nowadays, except death, and live down anything, except a good reputation. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“was the living death of his own soul that troubled him. Basil had painted the portrait that had marred his” — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“whose melancholy could be cured only by the spectacle of death, and who had a passion for red blood, as other men… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
One can survive everything, nowadays, except death, and live down everything except a good reputation. — 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
