-Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them! They seemed to be able to give a plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viol or of lute. Mere words! Was there anything so real as words?
-Crying is for plain women. Pretty women go shopping.
-An idea that is not dangerous is unworthy of being called an idea at all.
-Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.
-You can never be overdressed or overeducated.
-A good friend will always stab you in the front.
-Never love anyone who treats you like you're ordinary.
-Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.
-You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.
-A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.
-Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope. They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty. There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.
- I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train.
-With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?
-To define is to limit.
-It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.
-The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it.
-I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.
-After a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one's own relations.
-No good deed goes unpunished.
-Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.
-To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness.
-We live in an age when unnecessary things are our only necessities.
-The suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.
All of the above are tenderly loved and utterly enjoyed and there's no other way to deal them, for this is Oscar Wilde... but let this one to be today's favourite:
"There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about."
