Oscar Wilde

And her sweet red lips on these lips of mine burned like the ruby fire set In the swinging lamp of a crimson shrine, Or the bleeding wounds of the pomegranate, Or the heart of the lotus drenched and wet With the spilt-out blood of the rose-red wine.

Oscar Wilde

And if life be, as it surely is, a problem to me, I am no less a problem to life.

Oscar Wilde

And, as for what is called improving conversation, that is merely the foolish method by which the still more foolish philanthropist feebly tries to disarm the just rancour of the criminal classes.

Oscar Wilde

Any map of the world that does not include Utopia is not even worth glancing at.

Oscar Wilde

Any preoccupation with ideas of what is right or wrong in conduct shows an arrested intellectual development.

Oscar Wilde

Anybody can be good in the country.

Oscar Wilde

Anybody can sympathise with all the sufferings of the pal, nevertheless it involves an extremely great mother nature to sympathise by using a friend’s achievement.

Oscar Wilde

Anybody can write a three-volume novel. It merely requires a complete ignorance of both life and literature.

Oscar Wilde

Appearance blinds, whereas words reveal.

Oscar Wilde

Art creates an incomparable and unique effect, and, having done so, passes on to other things. Nature, upon the other hand, forgetting that that imitation can be made the sincerest form of insult, keeps on repeating this effect until we all become absolutely wearied of it.

Oscar Wilde