The books that the world calls immoral are the books that show the world its own shame. — 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 once, or twice, to throw the dice is a gentlemanly game, But he does not win who plays with Sin in… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
If a work of art is rich and vital and complete, those who have artistic instincts will see its beauty, and those… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“That every prison that men build Is built with bricks of shame, And bound with bars lest Christ should see How men… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“Of course I refuse. I will have absolutely nothing to do with it. I don't care what shame comes on you. You… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her. Misery wakes… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Your machinery is beautiful. Your society people have apologized to me for the envious ridicule with which your newspapers have referred to… — 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
