Maxioms by Oscar Wilde
The final mystery is oneself.
The final mystery is oneself.
Moderation is a fatal thing: nothing succeeds like excess.
Moderation is a fatal thing: nothing succeeds like excess.
What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise
What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise
These days man knows the price of everything, but the value of nothing.
These days man knows the price of everything, but the value of nothing.
A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. It would be horribly selfish if read more
A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. It would be horribly selfish if it wanted all the other flowers in the garden to be both red and roses.
