But we never get back our youthโฆ The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty becomes sluggish. Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to.
Oscar WildeArt is not to be taught in Academies. It is what one looks at, not what one listens to, that makes the artist. The real schools should be the streets.
Oscar WildeI have never met any really wicked person before. I feel rather frightened. I am so afraid he will look just like every one else.
Oscar Wilde