I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.
Oscar WildeMarriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence. Second marriage is the triumph of hope over experience.
Oscar WildeNo publisher should ever express an opinion on the value of what he publishes. That is a matter entirely for the literary critic to decide. I can quite understand how any ordinary critic would be strongly prejudiced against a work that was accompanied by a premature and unnecessary panegyric from the publisher. A publisher is simply a useful middle-man. It is not for him to anticipate the verdict of criticism.
Oscar Wilde