Oscar Wilde: Idézetek angolul (oldal 13)

“There was so much in you that charmed me that I felt I must tell you something about yourself. I thought how tragic it would be if you were wasted.”

“Sin is a thing that writes itself across a man's face. It cannot be concealed.”

“To regret one’s own experiences is to arrest one’s own development. To deny one’s own experiences is to put a lie into the lips of one’s own life. It is no less than a denial of the soul.”

“It is perfectly monstrous,' he said, at last, 'the way people go about nowadays saying things against one behind one's back that are absolutely and entirely true.”

“She… can talk brillantly upon any subject provided she knows nothing about it.”

“To be natural is such a very difficult pose to keep up.”

“Ultimately the bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation, and conversation must have a common basis, and between two people of widely different culture the only common basis possible is the lowest level.”

“I see when men love women. They give them but a little of their lives. But women when they love give everything.”

“If you want to be a doormat you have to lay yourself down first.”

“A gentleman is one who never hurts anyone's feelings unintentionally.”

“I could deny it if I liked. I could deny anything if I liked.”

“I'll bet you anything you like that half an hour after they have met, they will be calling each other sister.
Women only do that when they have called each other a lot of other things first.”

“A kiss may ruin a human life”

“The difference between literature and journalism is that journalism is unreadable and literature is not read.”

“Appearance blinds, whereas words reveal.”

“Man is many things, but he is not rational.”

“When I like people immensely I never tell their names to anyone. It is like surrendering a part of them. I have grown to love secrecy.”

“A passion for pleasure is the secret of remaining young.”

“Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!”