I never saw a man who looked with such a wistful eye upon that little tent of blue which prisoners call the sky. – Oscar Wilde
Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about. – Oscar Wilde

I never saw a man who looked with such a wistful eye upon that little tent of blue which prisoners call the sky. – Oscar Wilde
Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about. – Oscar Wilde
No man dies for what he knows to be true. Men die for what they want to be true, for what some terror in their hearts tells them is not true. – Oscar Wilde
The clouds were drifting over the moon at their giddiest speed, at one time wholly obscuring her, at another, suffering her to burst forth in full splendor and shed her light on all the objects around; anon, driving over her again, with increased velocity, and shrouding everything in darkness. – Charles Dickens, The Pickwick Papers