Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde (16 October 1854 – 30 November 1900) was an Irish dramatist, essayist, novelist and poet.
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Sebastian Melmoth
Birth Name:
Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills Wilde
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Oscar O'Flahertie Wills Wilde
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Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde
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Oscar Fingal O'Fflahertie Wills Wilde
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Oscar O'Fflahertie Wills Wilde
But we never get back our youth… 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.
I think you will tire first, all the same. Some day you will look at him and he will seem to you to be a little out of drawing, or you won't like his tone of color, or something. You will bitterly reproach him in your own heart, and seriously think he has behaved very badly to you. The next time he calls you will be perfectly cold and indifferent. It will be a great pity, for it will alter you. The worst of having a romance is that it leaves one so unromantic.
I hope, Cecily, I shall not offend you if I state quite frankly and openly that you seem to me to be in every way the visible personification of absolute perfection.
