Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.
from the book "" by Oscar Wilde
Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.
I love to talk about nothing. It's the only thing I know anything about.
The world has always laughed at its own tragedies, that being the only way in whyich it has been able to bear them. As a consequence everything that the world has always taken seriously is the comical side of things.
Progress is owed to the strength of personality, not of principle.
In married life three is company and two is none.
The logical basis of marriage is mutual misunderstanding.
The common hillflowers wither, but they blossom again. The laburnum will be as yellow next June as it is now. In a month there will be purple stars on the clematis, and year after year the green night of its leaves will hold its purple stars. 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...Youth! Youth! There is absolutely nothing in the world but youth.
There is a kind of fate that follows our good decisions. You always decide too late.
If you pretend to be good, the world takes you very seriously. If you pretend to be bad, it doesn't. Such is the astounding stupidity of optimism.
A life without love is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.