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Oscar Wilde
Starvation, and not...
Starvation, and not sin, is the parent of modern crime.
Source: The Soul of Man...
Art is the...
Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known.
Source: The...
In fact, the...
In fact, the whole of Japan is a pure invention. There is no such country, there are no such people. . . . The...
As one knows...
As one knows the poet by his fine music, so one can recognise the liar by his rich rhythmic utterance, and in neither...
There is a...
There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves we feel no one else has a right to blame...
Through our sunless...
Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her....
How strange a...
How strange a thing this is! The Priest telleth me that the Soul is worth all the gold in the world, and the merchants...
It is always...
It is always the unreadable that occurs.
Source: Vivian, in The Decay of Lying ...
It is only...
It is only the modern that ever becomes old-fashioned.
Source: Vivian, in The Decay...
I was saying,...
I was saying, continued the Rocket, I was saying - What was I saying? You were talking about yourself, replied the...
Everybody who is...
Everybody who is incapable of learning has taken to teaching.
Source: Vivian, in...
Man can believe...
Man can believe the impossible, but man can never believe the improbable.
Source:...
Mr. Henry James...
Mr. Henry James writes fiction as if it were a painful duty.
Source: Vivian, in The...
Literature always anticipates...
Literature always anticipates life. It does not copy it, but molds it to its purpose.
A person who,...
A person who, because he has corns himself, always treads on other people's toes.
Most of our...
Most of our modern portrait painters are doomed to absolute oblivion. They never paint what they see. They paint what...
The more one...
The more one analyses people, the more all reasons for analysis disappear. Sooner or later one comes to that dreadful...
Wordsworth went to...
Wordsworth went to the Lakes, but he was never a lake poet. He found in stones the sermons he had already hidden...
It is very...
It is very vulgar to talk like a dentist when one isn't a dentist. It produced a false...
In the old...
In the old days men had the rack. Now they have the press.
Source: The Soul of Man...