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Oscar Wilde Quotes - Page 55

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I love scrapes. They are the only things that are never serious. Oh, that's nonsense, Algy. You never talk anything but nonsense. Nobody ever does.

I love scrapes. They are the only things that are never serious." "Oh, that's nonsense, Algy. You never talk anything but nonsense." "Nobody ever does.

Doe, Serious, Nonsense

Oscar Wilde (1984). “The Importance of Being Earnest”, p.31, Dramatic Publishing

I have invented an invaluable permanent invalid called Bunbury, in order that I may be able to go down into the country whenever I choose.

Country, Order, May

The Importance of Being Earnest act 1 (1895)

Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away. The ruby shall be redder than a red rose, and the sapphire shall be as blue as the great sea.

Beautiful, Spring, Blue

Oscar Wilde, General Press (2016). “The Happy Prince and Other Stories (Illustrated Edition)”, p.11, GENERAL PRESS

For us there is only one season, the season of sorrow. The very sun and moon seem taken from us. Outside, the day may be blue and gold, but the light that creeps down through the thickly-muffled glass of the small iron-barred window beneath which one sits is grey and niggard. It is always twilight in one's cell, as it is always twilight in one's heart. And in the sphere of thought, no less than in the sphere of time, motion is no more.

Sad, Taken, Twilight

Oscar Wilde, Russell Jackson, Ian Small (2000). “The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: De profundis, "Epistola : in carcere et vinculis"”, p.82, Oxford University Press on Demand

The last person who ever crossed me is dead under my bed!!!

Bed, Lasts, Persons

I was wrong. God's law is only Love.

Law, Only Love

Oscar Wilde (2008). “A Woman of No Importance: Easyread Super Large 20pt Edition”, p.162, ReadHowYouWant.com

You have never been poor, and never known what ambition is.

Ambition, Poor, Known

Oscar Wilde (2015). “An Ideal Husband”, p.40, Oscar Wilde

No theory of life seemed to him to be of any importance compared with life itself

Theory, Importance, Theory Of Life

Oscar Wilde, Russell Jackson, Joseph Bristow, Ian Small (2000). “The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: The picture of Dorian Gray : the 1890 and 1891 texts”, p.111, Oxford University Press on Demand

I am quite incapable of understanding how any work of art can be criticized from a moral standpoint. The sphere of art and the sphere of ethics are absolutely distinct and separate.

Art, Understanding, Spheres

Oscar Wilde, Nicholas Frankel (2011). “The Picture of Dorian Gray: An Annotated, Uncensored Edition”, p.22, Harvard University Press

I didn't have a life until I went up onstage.

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I never saw so many well-dressed, well-fed, business-looking Bohemians in my life.

San Francisco, Saws, Well Dressed

There is no such thing as romance in our day, women have become too brilliant; nothing spoils a romance so much as a sense of humor in the woman.

Women, Romance, Sense Of Humor

Oscar Wilde (2012). “Epigrams”, p.51, BoD – Books on Demand

I am thoroughly sick of pearls. They make one look so plain, so good and so intellectual.

Sick, Intellectual, Looks

Oscar Wilde (2000). “Oscar Wilde - The Major Works”, p.411, OUP Oxford

What they call their loyalty, and their fidelity, I call either the lethargy of custom or their lack of imagination.

Loyalty, Imagination, Fidelity

Oscar Wilde (2016). “The Picture of Dorian Gray”, p.46, Xist Publishing

Sin is a thing that writes itself across a man's face. It cannot be concealed. People talk sometimes of secret vices, there are no such things. If a wretched man has a vice, it shows itself in the lines of his mouth, the droop of his eyelids, the moulding of his hands even.

Writing, Men, Hands

Oscar Wilde, Russell Jackson, Joseph Bristow, Ian Small (2000). “The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: The picture of Dorian Gray : the 1890 and 1891 texts”, p.293, Oxford University Press on Demand

Each little thing that we do passes into the great machine of life which may grind our virtues to powder and make them worthless, or transform our sins into elements of a new civilization, more marvelous and more splendid than any that has gone before.

Civilization, Progress, Littles

Oscar Wilde, Isobel Murray (2008). “Oscar Wilde - The Major Works”, p.257, Oxford University Press

Nobody ever commits a crime without doing something stupid.

Stupid, Crime, Commit

Oscar Wilde (2015). “The Picture of Dorian Gray (with an Essay by Jules Barbey D'Aurevilly)”, p.107, Mondial

Bad manners make a journalist.

Manners, Journalist, Bad Manners

Oscar Wilde (2007). “Epigrams of Oscar Wilde”, p.141, Wordsworth Editions

In a very ugly and sensible age, the arts borrow, not from life, but from each other.

Art, Age, Ugly

Oscar Wilde (2016). “Aphorisms”, p.6, Oscar Wilde

Man is made for something better than disturbing dirt.

Men, Dirt, Made

Oscar Wilde (2013). “The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde (more than 150 Works)”, p.1722, e-artnow

America is the noisiest country that ever existed. One is waked up in the morning, not by the singing of the nightingale, but by the steam whistle.

Country, Morning, America

Oscar Wilde (1969). “The Artist as Critic: Critical Writings of Oscar Wilde”, p.7, University of Chicago Press

Every one of course represents the spirit of his age, but there is an eternal aspect of the Spirit of every age which may be caught. To recreate the past from the mutilated fragments of the present is the task of the Historian.

Past, Age, Tasks

Hard work is amply the refuge of those who have nothing to do.

Hard Work, Refuge, Hard

It's either the wallpaper or me. One of us has to go. [These were his dying words.]

Dying

Yet, even for us, there is left some loveliness of environment, and the dullness of tutors and professors matters very little when one can loiter in the grey cloisters at Magdalen, and listen to some flute-like voice singing in Waynfleete's chapel, or lie in the green meadow, among the strange snakespotted fritillaries, and watch the sunburnt noon smite to a finer gold the tower's gilded vanes, or wander up the Christ Church staircase beneath the vaulted ceiling's shadowy fans, or pass through the sculptured gateway of Laud's building in the College of St. John.

Lying, College, Oxford

Oscar Wilde (1999). “De Profundis: The Ballad of Reading Gaol and Other Writings”, p.231, Wordsworth Editions

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