Maxioms by Oscar Wilde
Conversation should touch everything, but should concentrate itself on nothing.
Conversation should touch everything, but should concentrate itself on nothing.
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.
Moderation is a fatal thing: nothing succeeds like excess.
Moderation is a fatal thing: nothing succeeds like excess.
A cynic is a man who knows the price of everything, and the value of nothing.
A cynic is a man who knows the price of everything, and the value of nothing.
The well-bred contradict other people. The wise contradict themselves.
The well-bred contradict other people. The wise contradict themselves.
