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  • Oscar Wilde Quotes   1859
  • Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. We can only record its moods, and chronicle their return. With us time itself does not progress. It revolves. It seems to circle round one center of pain.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Oscar Wilde Quotes , Pain Quotes , Grief Quotes
  • You have filled my tea with lumps of sugar, and though I asked most distinctly for bread and butter, you have given me cake. I am known for the gentleness of my disposition, and the extraordinary sweetness of my nature, but I warn you, Miss Cardew, you may go too far.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Oscar Wilde Quotes , Cake Quotes , Missing Quotes