Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
Oscar WildeRead
The Book of Life begins with a man and a woman in a garden. It ends with Revelations.
Interpretation
Life is a journey that begins with foundational relationships and ends with profound conclusions.
Oscar Wilde's quote reflects the narrative of human existence, illustrating that life commences with the simplest yet most profound connections between individuals (the man and the woman in the garden) and culminates in the ultimate revelations about existence and humanity. This suggests that the essence of life is deeply rooted in relationships and the pursuit of knowledge, leading to greater understanding as one progresses through life.
In practice
In a speech about life's journey at a graduation ceremony.
Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
London is too full of fogs and serious people. Whether the fogs produce the serious people, or whether the serious people produce the fogs, I don't know.
When one has never heard a man's name in the course of one's life, it speaks volumes for him; he must be quite respectable.
Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.
A truth ceases to be true when more than one person believes in it.
His morality is all sympathy, just what morality should be
In a Transtromer poem, you inhabit space differently; a body becomes a thing, a mind floats, things have lives, and even non-things, even concepts, are alive.
My mind may be American but my heart is British.
The true principle of government is this - make the system compleat in its structure; give a perfect proportion and balance to its parts; and the powers you give it will never affect your security.
The perplexity of life arises from there being too many interesting things in it for us to be interested properly in any of them.
You have nice manners for a thief and a liar," said the dragon.
The desert could not be claimed or owned β it was a piece of cloth carried by winds, never held down by stones, and given a hundred shifting names before Canterbury existed, long before battles and treaties quilted Europe and the East ... All of us, even those with European homes and children in the distance, wished to remove the clothing of our countries. It was a place of faith. We disappeared into landscape.
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