Maxioms by Oscar Wilde
Simple pleasures are always the last refuge of the complex
Simple pleasures are always the last refuge of the complex
Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from read more
Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.
The play was a great success but the audience was a disaster.
The play was a great success but the audience was a disaster.
Feast of Thomas Becket, Archbishop of Canterbury, Martyr, 1170 Come down, O Christ, and help me! reach Thy hand read more
Feast of Thomas Becket, Archbishop of Canterbury, Martyr, 1170 Come down, O Christ, and help me! reach Thy hand For I am drowning in a stormier sea Than Simon on the the lake of Galilee: The wine of life is spilt upon the sand, My heart is as some famine-murdered land Whence all good things have perished utterly, And well I know my soul in Hell must lie If I this night before God's throne must stand. "He sleeps perchance, or rideth to the chase, Like Baal, when his prophets holed that name From morn to noon on Carmel's smitten height." Nay, peace! I shall behold, before the night, The feet of brass, the robe more white than flame, The wounded hands, the weary human face.
The husbands of very beautiful women belong to the criminal classes.
The husbands of very beautiful women belong to the criminal classes.
