Oscar Wilde, his life and confessions, by Frank Harris. [Followed by] Memories of Oscar Wilde, by G.B. Shaw, Volume 1 |
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Page 79 - What has Oscar in common with Art? except that he dines at our tables and picks from our platters the plums for the pudding he peddles in the provinces. Oscar — the amiable, irresponsible, esurient Oscar — with no more sense of a picture than of the fit of a coat, has the courage of the opinions . . .of others!
Page 180 - Now the face of the woman was as the fair face of an idol, and the eyes of the young man were bright with lust. And He followed swiftly and touched the hand of the young man and said to him, " Why do you look at this woman and in...
Page 120 - A cynic is one who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.
Page 317 - It is no use for me to address you. People who can do these things must be dead to all sense of shame, and one cannot hope to produce any effect upon them. It is the worst case I have ever tried. That you, Taylor, kept a kind of male brothel it is impossible to doubt. And that you, Wilde, have been the centre of a circle of extensive corruption of the most hideous kind among young men, it is equally impossible to doubt. I shall, under such circumstances, be expected to pass the severest sentence...
Page 118 - It is a tale spawned from the leprous literature of the French Decadents — a poisonous book, the atmosphere of which is heavy with the mephitic odours of moral and spiritual putrefaction...
Page 276 - Love that dare not speak its name," and on account of it I am placed where I am now. It is beautiful, it is fine, it is the noblest form of affection. There is nothing unnatural about it. It is intellectual, and it repeatedly exists between an elder and a younger man, when the elder man has intellect, and the younger man has all the joy, hope and glamour of life before him. That it should be so the world does not understand. The world mocks at it and sometimes puts one in the pillory for it.
Page 209 - I want, the thing of genius and beauty; but I don't know how to do it. Shall I come to Salisbury? My bill here is £49 for a week. I have also got a new sitting-room . . . Why are you not here, my dear, my wonderful boy? I fear I must leave - no money, no credit, and a heart of lead. Your own OSCAR Oscar said that it was an expression of his tender admiration for Lord Alfred Douglas. 'You have said,' Mr Carson went on, 'that all the statements about persons in the plea of justification were false.
Page 164 - Your slim gilt soul walks between passion and poetry. I know Hyacinthus, whom Apollo loved so madly, was you in Greek days. Why are you alone in London, and when do you go to Salisbury? Do go there to cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things, and come here whenever you like. It is a lovely place — it only lacks you; but go to Salisbury first. Always, with undying love, Yours, OSCAR.
Page 275 - The Love that dare not speak its name" in this century is such a great affection of an elder for a younger man as there was between David and Jonathan, such as Plato made the very basis of his philosophy, and such as you find in the sonnets of Michelangelo and Shakespeare. It is that deep, spiritual affection that is as pure as it is perfect. It...
Page 79 - is indeed one of the very greatest masters of painting in my opinion. And I may add that in this opinion Mr. Whistler himself entirely concurs.