Oscar Wilde Quotes About Memories

• There were opium-dens, where one could buy oblivion, dens of horror where the memory of old sins could be destroyed by the madness of sins that were new.

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, Madness, Horror

  Oscar Wilde (2015). “The Picture of Dorian Gray (Diversion Classics)”, p.201, Diversion Books

• Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memories.

  Oscar Wilde

  Music, Art, Memories

  Oscar Wilde (2007). “Epigrams of Oscar Wilde”, p.88, Wordsworth Editions

• Memory is the diary that chronicles things that never have happened and couldn't possibly have happened.

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, Diaries, Chronicles

  "Epigrams & Aphorisms".

• The gods have been good to you. But what the gods give they quickly take away. You have only a few years in which to live really, perfectly, and fully. When your youth goes, your beauty will go with it, and then you will suddenly discover that there are no triumphs left for you, or have to content yourself with those mean triumphs that the memory of your past will make more bitter than defeats. Every month as it wanes bring you nearer to something dreadful. Time is jealous of you, and wars against your lilies and your roses.

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, War, Jealous

  Oscar Wilde (2013). “The Essential Oscar Wilde”, p.89, Simon and Schuster

• Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us.

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, Philosophical, Diaries

  Oscar Wilde (2005). “The Importance of Being Earnest”, p.34, Prestwick House Inc

• 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.

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, Passion, Yield

  Oscar Wilde (2005). “Picture of Dorian Gray”, p.29, Prestwick House Inc

• I dislike modern memoirs. They are generally written by people who have either entirely lost their memories, or have never done anything worth remembering.

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, People, Done

  Oscar Wilde (1969). “The Artist as Critic: Critical Writings of Oscar Wilde”, p.341, University of Chicago Press

• The beautiful, passionate, ruined South, the land of magnolias and music, of roses and romance . . . living on the memory of crushing defeats

  Oscar Wilde

  Beautiful, Crush, Memories

• The man with a clear conscience probably has a poor memory.

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, Men, Poor

• But what of life whose bitter hungry sea Flows at our heels, and gloom of sunless night Covers the days which never more return? Ambition, love and all the thoughts that burn We lose too soon, and only find delight In withered husks of some dead memory.

  Oscar Wilde

  Sad, Memories, Ambition

  Oscar Wilde, Russell Jackson, Ian Small (2000). “The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: Poems and poems in prose”, p.25, Oxford University Press on Demand

• Sometime you will find, even as I have found, that there is no such thing as romantic experience; there are romantic memories, and there is the desire of romance- that is all. Our most fiery moments of ecstasy are merely shadows of what somewhere else we have felt, or of what we long someday to feel

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, Somewhere Else, Long

  Oscar Wilde (1969). “The Artist as Critic: Critical Writings of Oscar Wilde”, p.17, University of Chicago Press

• It is in the brain, and the brain only, that the great sins of the world take place also. You, Mr. Gray, you yourself, with yourrose-red youth and your rose-white boyhood, you have had passions that have made you afraid, thoughts that have filled you with terror, day-dreams and sleeping dreams whose mere memory might stain your cheek with shame.

  Oscar Wilde

  Dream, Memories, Passion

• I was dominated, soul, brain, and power by you. You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream.

  Oscar Wilde

  Dream, Memories, Artist

  Oscar Wilde (2013). “The Picture of Dorian Gray: The Story of a Fashionable Young Man Who Sells His Soul for Eternal Youth and Beauty (Beloved Books Edition)”, p.130, Lulu Press, Inc

• It is only by not paying one's bills that one can hope to live in the memory of the commercial classes.

  Oscar Wilde

  Funny, Sarcastic, Money

  "Phrases and Philosophies for the Use of the Young" (1894)

• The great events of life often leave one unmoved; they pass out of consciousness, and, when thinks of them, become unreal. Even the scarlet flowers of passion seem to grow in the same meadow as the poppies of oblivion. We reject the burden of their memory, and have anodynes against them. But the little things, the things of no moment, remain with us. In some tiny ivory cell the brain stores the most delicate, and the most fleeting impressions.

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, Flower, Passion

• No woman should have a memory. Memory in a woman is the beginning of dowdiness. One can always tell from a woman's bonnet whether she has got a memory or not.

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, Should Have, Should

  Oscar Wilde, General Press (2016). “The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: Novel, Short Stories, Poetry, Essays and Plays”, p.1133, GENERAL PRESS

• There were sins whose fascination was more in the memory than in the doing of them, strange triumphs that gratified the pride more than the passions, and gave to the intellect a quickened sense of joy, greater than any joy they brought, or could ever bring, to the senses.

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, Passion, Pride

  Oscar Wilde (2010). “The Picture of Dorian Gray”, p.169, Bibliolis Books

• memory, like a horrible malady, was eating his soul away

  Oscar Wilde

  Memories, Soul, Eating

  Oscar Wilde (2013). “The Picture of Dorian Gray: The Story of a Fashionable Young Man Who Sells His Soul for Eternal Youth and Beauty (Beloved Books Edition)”, p.209, Lulu Press, Inc

• If a man needs an elaborate tombstone in order to remain in the memory of his country, it is clear that his living at all was an act of absolute superfluity.

  Oscar Wilde

  Country, Memories, Tombstone

  Oscar Wilde (2014). “The Wit and Wisdom of Oscar Wilde”, p.8, Courier Corporation

• Perhaps there may come into my art also, no less than into my life, a still deeper note, one of greater unity of passion, and directness of impulse. Not width but intensity is the true aim of modern art. We are no longer in art concerned with the type. It is with the exception that we have to do. I cannot put my sufferings into any form they took, I need hardly say. Art only begins where Imitation ends, but something must come into my work, of fuller memory of words perhaps, of richer cadences, of more curious effects, of simpler architectural order, of some aesthetic quality at any rate.

  Oscar Wilde

  Art, Memories, Passion

  Oscar Wilde, General Press (2016). “The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: Novel, Short Stories, Poetry, Essays and Plays”, p.731, GENERAL PRESS

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