Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.
Oscar Wilde
A writer is someone who has taught his mind to misbehave.
Oscar Wilde
Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about.
Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan
Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.
Oscar Wilde
How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being.
Oscar Wilde
Experience is the name we give to our mistakes.
Oscar Wilde
My tastes are simple: I am easily satisfied with the best.
Oscar Wilde
You can never be overdressed or overeducated.
Oscar Wilde
She lives the poetry she cannot write.
Oscar Wilde
Admiring Cinema’s Most Enviable Wardrobes
Fashion may be “a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months,” according to Oscar Wilde, but when a certain character’s style stays preserved on film, their aesthetic sensibility and beauty often finds itself immune to the changes of time. Of course, there are plenty of classic films populated with impeccably dressed characters, styled to perfection, whose outfits have remained as iconic as the films themselves, whether its Holly Golightly or Cher Horowitz.
Source: Blackbook
If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.
Oscar Wilde
You have killed my love. You used to stir my imagination. Now you don’t even stir my curiosity. You simply produce no effect. I loved you because you were marvellous, because you had genius and intellect, because you realised the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art. You have thrown it all away. You are shallow and stupid.
Oscar Wilde
You will always be fond of me,
I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.
Oscar Wilde
"Never love anybody who treats (and fucks) you like you’re ordinary.” - Oscar Wilde
She is all the great heroines of the world in one. She is more than an individual. I love her, and I must make her love me. I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter, and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain.
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
