Whenever cannibals are on the brink of starvation, Heaven, in its infinite mercy, sends them a fat missionary. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Whenever cannibals are on the brink of starvation, Heaven, in its infinite mercy, sends them a nice plump missionary — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
He is fairer than the morning star, and whiter than the moon. For his body I would give my soul, and for… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“And the child smiled on the Giant, and said to him, 'You let me play once in your garden, to-day you shall… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“I suppose in about fortnight we shall be told that he has been seen in San Francisco. It is an odd thing,… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Good heavens, I suppose a man may eat his own muffins in his own garden." "But you have just said it was… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Why is it that at a bachelor's establishment the servants invariably drink the champagne? I ask merely for information. I attribute it… — 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
