Posted by: Amy Pond (:
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Books)
There is a kind of fate that follows our good decisions. You always decide too late.
from the book "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde
There is a kind of fate that follows our good decisions. You always decide too late.
One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering.
A woman's imagination is very fast, it jumps from the admiration of love and from love to marriage in but a moment.
To regret one's own experiences is to arrest one's own development. To deny one's own experiences is to put a lie into the lips of one's life. It is no less than a denial of the soul.
One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other.
To be fond of dancing was a certain step towards falling in love.
[...] Just slowly, among his growing riches, Siddhartha had assumed something of the childlike people's ways for himself, something of their childlikeness and of their fearfulness. And yet, he envied them, envied them just the more, the more similar he became to them. He envied them for the one thing that was missing from him and that they had, the importance they were able to attach to their lives, the amount of passion in their joys and fears, the fearful but sweet happiness of being constantly in love. These people were all of the time in love with themselves, with women, with their children, with honours or money, with plans or hopes. But he did not learn this from them, this out of all things, this joy of a child and this foolishness of a child; he learned from them out of all things the unpleasant ones, which he himself despised.
"Yes" he continued "I am less to you than your ivory Hermes or your silver Faun. You will like them always. How long will you like me? Till I have my first wrinkle, I suppose. I know, now, that when one loses one's good looks, whatever they may be, one loses everything. Your picture has taught me that. Lord Henry Wotton is perfectly right. Youth is the only thing worth having. When I find that I am growing old, I shall kill myself.". [...] "This is your doing Henry"; said the painted sourly. Lord Henry shrugged: "This is the true Dorian Gray, that is all".
He was always late on principle, his principle being that punctuality is the thief of time.
"Is there a man in the world who, being able to ask, doesn't do so?"
"There is Count De La Fère, madam; Count De La Fère is not a man"
"And what is he?"
"Count De La Fère is a demigod."