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  • Oscar Wilde Quotes   1859
  • But we never get back our youth… The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty becomes sluggish. Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Oscar Wilde Quotes , Memories Quotes , Passion Quotes
  • Society, as we have constituted it, will have no place for me, has none to offer; but Nature, whose sweet rains fall on unjust and just alike, will have clefts in the rocks where I may hide, and secret valleys in whose silence I may weep undisturbed. She will hang the night with stars so that I may walk abroad in the darkness without stumbling, and send the wind over my footprints so that none may track me to my hurt: she will cleance me in the great waters, and with bitter herbs make me whole.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Oscar Wilde Quotes , Sweet Quotes , Hurt Quotes
  • A method of procuring sensations? Do you think then, that a man who has once committed a murder could possibly do the same crime again? Don't tell me that." says Dorian. "Oh! anything becomes a pleasure if one does it too often," says Lord Henry
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Oscar Wilde Quotes , Men Quotes , Thinking Quotes