Morality, like art, means drawing a line someplace. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth. Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. It is always a silly thing to give advice, but to give good advice is fatal.
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you. I think that God in creating Man somewhat overestimated his ability.
I am not young enough to know everything. I always like to know everything about my new friends, and nothing about my old ones. So many accolades so early, then such a fever to tear him apart.Ī little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal.Ī man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her.Īlways forgive your enemies nothing annoys them so much.Īmerica is the only country that went from barbarism to decadence without civilization in between.Īnyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.Īrguments are to be avoided they are always vulgar and often convincing.Ĭonsistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative.Įvery portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter.įashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months. Wilde has such a gift with phrasing, I always think about how parallel he seems to me with Ryan Adams. The House Beautiful & The Decorative Arts.<3Īnd because I am a good hoe and gracious queen I will leave you with all of my individual reviews:ĮSSAYS, SELECTED JOURNALISM, LECTURES AND LETTERS I wish I could wake you up for five minutes to tell you that, then you could go back to sleep again. They even had to lock up your sarcophagus because people wouldn't stop kissing it. You're still one of the most read authors in the 21th century and we all love and appreciate you very much. Oh, how wrong you were, my darling child. He would stand for nothing but perversion utter disgust of a society that couldn't bear people like him. For hundreds of years his works wouldn't be read. Here's to the man who believed when he died that his name would be toxic for generations to come. I don't think I'll ever love an author as much as I love Oscar. I am proud of myself and I am proud of my trash son.
I know, they're are still many private letters left for me to discover but, you guys, I did it. I cannot believe that I have read every single word of Oscar's published writing. Almost three years and 1,270 pages later I'm finally marking this as read, what a surreal feeling.
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