The doctors found out that Bunbury could not live, that is what I mean – so Bunbury died.He seems to have had great confidence in the opinion of his physicians. I am glad, however, that...

My own business always bores me to death; I prefer other people’s.

One should never trust a woman who tells one her real age. A woman who would tell one that would tell one anything.

Oh, brothers! I don’t care for brothers. My elder brother won’t die, and my younger brothers seem never to do anything else.

Christ did not die to save people, but to teach people how to save each other. This is, I have no doubt, a grave heresy, but it is also a fact.

All art is quite useless.

How sad it is!” murmured Dorian Gray with his eyes still fixed upon his own portrait. “How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrible, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young....

Out of doors one becomes abstract and impersonal.One’s individuality absolutely leaves one.

Young people, nowadays, imagine that money is everything.Yes, murmured Lord Henry, settling his button-hole in his coat; and when they grow older they know it.

A arte é a mais intensa forma de individualismo que o mundo conhece.

The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself, with desire for what...

Plain women are always jealous of their husbands. Beautiful women never are. They are always so occupied with being jealous of other women’s husbands.

Illness of any kind is hardly a thing to be encouraged in others. Health is the primary duty of life.

There are three kinds of despots. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the body. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the soul. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the soul and body...

Education is an admirable thing, but it is well to remember from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.

Most personalities have been obliged to be rebels. Half their strength has been wasted in friction.

The moon in her chariot of pearl

Cheap editions of great books may be delightful, but cheap editions of great men are absolutely detestable

A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her.

Life is not complex. We are complex. Life is simple, and the simple thing is the right thing.

When I say that I am convinced of these things I speak with too much pride. Far off, like a perfect pearl, one can see the city of God. It is so wonderful that it...

In old days books were written by men of letters and read by the public. Nowadays books are written by the public and read by nobody.

Beauty is a form of Genius–is higher, indeed, than Genius, as it needs no explanation. It is one of the great facts of the world, like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in the dark...

God and other artists are always a little obscure…..

The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.

After a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one’s own relations.

I don’t like compliments and I don’t see why a man should think he is pleasing a woman enormously when he says to her a whole heap of things that he doesn’t mean.

My dear boy, the people who only love once in their lives are really the shallow people. What they call their loyalty, and their fidelity, I call either the lethargy of custom or their lack...

In the wild struggle for existence, we want to have something that endures, and so we fill our minds with rubbish and facts, in the silly hope of keeping our place.

You are unjust to women in England. And till you count what is a a shame in a woman to be an infamy in a man, you will always be unjust, and Right, that pillar...

Realmente el amor es algo maravilloso: es más bello que las esmeraldas y más raro que los finos ópalos.

The critic will certainly be an interpreter, but he will not treat Art as a riddling Sphinx, whose shallow secret may be guessed and revealed by one whose feet are wounded and who knows not...

Besides, nothing makes one so vain as being told that one is a sinner. Conscience makes egotists of us all.

I hope, Cecily, I shall not offend you if I state quite frankly and openly that you seem to me to be in every way the visible personification of absolute perfection.

Up to the present man has hardly cultivated sympathy at all. He has merely sympathy with pain, and sympathy with pain is not the highest form of sympathy. All sympathy is fine, but sympathy with...

LADY BRACKNELLThis noise is extremely unpleasant. It sounds as if he was having an argument. I dislike arguments of any kind. They are always vulgar, and often convincing.

I have nothing to declare except my genius.

A man who does not think for himself does not think at all.

A flower blossoms for its own joy.

With slouch and swing around the ringWe trod the Fools’ Parade!We did not care: we knew we wereThe Devils’ Own Brigade:And shaven head and feet of leadMake a merry masquerade.

The basis of action is lack of imagination. It is the last resource of those who know not how to dream.

Thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art.Vice and virtue are the artist’s materials for an art. From the point of view of form, the type of all the arts is the...

Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence. Second marriage is the triumph of hope over experience.

From the moment I met you, your personality had the most extraordinary influence over me. I was dominated, soul brain and power.

I hate people who are not serious about meals. It is so shallow of them.

The best way to make children good is to make them happy.

The advantage of the emotions is that they lead us astray, and the advantage of science is that it is not emotional.

The past could always be annihilated. Regret, denial, or forgetfulness could do that. But the future was inevitable.

Perhaps one never seems so much at one’s ease as when one has to play a part.

A strange sense of loss came over him. He felt that Dorian Gray would never again be to him all that he had been in the past. Life had come between them…. His eyes darkened,...