Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories Quotes
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“Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“Actors are so fortunate. They can choose whether they will appear in tragedy or in comedy, whether they will suffer or make merry, laugh or shed tears. But in real life it is different. Most men and women are forced to perform parts for which they have no qualifications. Our Guildensterns play Hamlet for us, and our Hamlets have to jest like Prince Hal. The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“The proper basis for marriage is a mutual misunderstanding.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“I am not at all cynical, I have merely got experience, which, however, is very much the same thing.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“If a woman cannot make her mistakes charming, she is only a female.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“The world is a stage, but the play is badly written.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“Unless one is wealthy there is no use in being a charming fellow. Romance is the priviledge of the rich, not the profession of the unemployed. The poor shall be practical and prosaic. It is better to have a permanent income than to be fascinating.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“The proper basis for marriage is mutual misunderstanding. The happiness of a married man depends on the people he has not married. One should always be in love - that's the reason one should never marry.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“I'm really very sorry, but it is not my fault. People are so annoying. All my pianists look exactly like poets, and all my poets look exactly like pianists”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“Comfort is the only thing our civilisation can give us.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
“Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with grasses waving up above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace. 'You can help me. You can open for me the portals of Death's house, for Love is always with you, and Love is stronger than Death is.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“Nichts Interessantes ist jemals richtig.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“And yet it was not the mystery, but the comedy of suffering that struck him; its absolute uselessness, its grotesque want of meaning. How incoherent everything seemed! How lacking in all harmony! He was amazed at the discord between the shallow optimism of the day, and the real facts of existence. He was still very young.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
“People are so annoying. All my pianists look exactly like poets; and all my poets look exactly like pianists.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
“Wenn eine Frau ihre Fehler nicht charmant begehen kann, ist sie nichts als ein Weib.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“He had that rarest of all things, common sense.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“How mad and monstrous it all seemed! Could it be that written on his hand, in characters that he could not read himself, but that another could decipher, was some fearful secret of sin, some blood-red sign of crime? Was there no escape possible? Were we no better than chessmen, moved by an unseen power, vessels the potter fashions at his fancy, for honour or for shame? His reason revolted against it, and yet he felt that some tragedy was hanging over him, and that he had been suddenly called upon to bear an intolerable burden. Actors are so fortunate. They can choose whether they will appear in tragedy or in comedy, whether they will suffer or make merry, laugh or shed tears. But in real life it is different. Most men and women are forced to perform parts for which they have no qualifications. Our Guildensterns play Hamlet for us, and our Hamlets have to jest like Prince Hal. The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“No one cares about distant relatives nowadays. They went out of fashion years ago.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“Early in life she had discovered the important truth that nothing looks so like innocence as an indiscretion; and by a series of reckless escapades, half of them quite harmless, she had acquired all the privileges of a personality.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“Every one should have their hands told once a month so as to know what not to do. Of course, one does it all the same, but it is so pleasant to be warned.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“A strange pity came over him. Were these children of sin and misery predestined to their ends, as he to his? Were they, like him, merely the puppets of a monstrous show?”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
“Lo que es interesante nunca es correcto.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“After some time, twelve o'clock boomed from the tall tower at Westminster, and yet at each stroke of the sonorous bell the night seemed to tremble.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
“The night was bitter cold, and the gas-lamps round the square flared and flickered in the keen wind; but his hands were hot with fever, and his forehead burned like fire.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
“There was something in the dawn’s delicate loveliness that seemed to him inexpressibly pathetic, and he thought of all the days that break in beauty, and that set in storm. These rustics, too, with their rough, good-humoured voices, and their nonchalant ways, what a strange London they saw! A London free from the sin of night and the smoke of day, a pallid, ghost-like city, a desolate town of tombs! He wondered what they thought of it, and whether they knew anything of its splendour and its shame, of its fierce, fiery-coloured joys, and its horrible hunger, of all it makes and mars from morn to eve.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“I don’t think I like American inventions [...] I am quite sure I don’t. I read some American novels lately, and they were quite nonsensical.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“Oscar Wilde: Scrittore irlandese. Figura di spicco dell'estetismo letterario decadente, egli stesso intese fare della sua vita un'opera d'arte. Compì numerosi viaggi”
― Il delitto di lord Savile e altri racconti
― Il delitto di lord Savile e altri racconti
“The sound of his own voice made him shudder, yet he almost hoped that Echo might hear him, and wake the slumbering city from its dreams.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
“Nothing looks so like innocence as an indiscretion.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories
“Svet je javisko, ale hra je obsadená zlými hercami.”
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
― Lord Arthur Savile's Crime