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  • Oscar Wilde Quotes   1859
  • The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and mapped out the seven heavens star by star, there still remains oneself. Who can calculate the orbit of his own soul?
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Oscar Wilde Quotes , Stars Quotes , Moon Quotes
  • Palermo was lovely. The most beautifully situated town in the world - it dreams away its life in the Conca d'Oro, the exquisite valley that lies between two seas. The lemon groves and the orange gardens were entirely perfect.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Oscar Wilde Quotes , Dream Quotes , Lying Quotes