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I put all my genius into my life I put only my talent into my works.
Oscar Wilde
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Oscar Wilde
Age: 46 †
Born: 1854
Born: October 16
Died: 1900
Died: November 30
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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.
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The State is to make what is useful. The individual is to make what is beautiful.
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How does one cure the soul? Through the senses
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He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realize
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