Only the shallow know themselves.

Only the shallow know themselves. God knows; I won't be an Oxford don anyhow. I'll be a poet, a writer, a dramatist. Somehow or other I'll be famous, and if not famous, I'll be notorious. Or perhaps I'll lead the life of pleasure for a time and then—who knows?—rest and do nothing. What does Plato say is the highest end that man can attain here below? To sit down and contemplate the good. Perhaps that will be the end of me too.

A blog entirely dedicated to Oscar Wilde's genius.

Last Saturday, a guy tried to hook up with me by misquoting Oscar Wilde and telling me that the best way to resist temptation is to yield it. I tried so hard not to laugh and correct his misquotations in a rude, snarky manner.

Also, it was my birthday yesterday. I know you don’t care, but anyway, I do what I want.

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