"That you were `very young´ when our friendship began? Your defect was not that you knew so little about life, but that you knew so much"
"The morning dawn of boyhood with its delicate bloom, its clear pure light, its joy of innocence and expectation you had left far behind. With every swift and running feet you had passed from Romance to Realism"
"Remember that the fool to the eyes of the gods and the fool to the eyes of man are very different"
"But in the case of an artist, weakness is nothing less than a crime, when it is a weakness that paralyses the imagination
Oscar Wilde De Profundis

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