Man is a rational animal who always loses his temper when he is called upon to act in accordance with the dictates of reason.
Oscar WildeRequiescat Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden hair Tarnished with rust, She that was young and fair Fallen to dust. Lily-like, white as snow, She hardly knew She was a woman, so Sweetly she grew. Coffin-board, heavy stone, Lie on her breast, I vex my heart alone She is at rest. Peace, Peace, she cannot hear Lyre or sonnet, All my life’s buried here, Heap earth upon it.
Oscar WildeIf this is the way Queen Victoria treats her prisoners, she doesn't deserve to have any.
Oscar Wilde