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
I never go without my dinner. No one ever does, except vegetarians and people like that. – 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
I never go without my dinner. No one ever does, except vegetarians and people like that. – Oscar Wilde
The sick do not ask if the hand that smoothes their pillow is pure, nor the dying care if the lips that touch their brow have known the kiss of sin. – Oscar Wilde