Wilde Oscar
Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde (October 16, 1854 – November 30, 1900) was an Irish playwright, novelist, poet, and short story writer. Known for his barbed wit, he was one of the most successful playwrights of late Victorian London, and one of the greatest celebrities of his day. As the result of a famous trial, he suffered a dramatic downfall and was imprisoned for two years of hard labour after being convicted of the offence of "gross indecency". The scholar H. Montgomery Hyde suggests this term implies homosexual acts not amounting to buggery in British legislation of the time.
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There are works which wait, and which one does not understand for a long time; the reason is that they bring answers to questions which have not yet been raised; for a question often arrives a terribly long time after the answer.
To the critic the work of art is simply a suggestion for a new work of his own, that need not necessarily bear any obvious resemblance to the thing it critices.
Where, if not from the Impressionists, do we get those wonderful brown fogs that come creeping down our streets, blurring the gas-lamps and changing the houses into monstrous shadows? . . . The extraordinary change that has taken place in the climate of […]
No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did he would cease to be an artist.
After playing Chopin, I feel as if I had been weeping over sins that I had never commited, and mourning over tragedies that were not my own. Music always seems to me to produce that effect. It creates for one a past of which one had been ignorant, and […]
Truth is rarely pure and never simple. Modern life would be very tedious if it were either, and modern literature a complete impossibility!
Education is an admirable thing, but it is wel to remember from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.