Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
Oscar WildeRead
The General was essentially a man of peace, except in his domestic life.
Interpretation
The quote suggests that the General promotes peace outwardly, but struggles with personal conflicts at home.
In this quote, Oscar Wilde highlights the duality of human nature, where a person may present a peaceful demeanor to the world while facing turmoil and unrest within their personal life. This illustrates how one's public persona can often differ significantly from their private struggles, prompting reflection on the complexities of individual character and relationships.
In practice
During a speech on the nature of true leadership and personal integrity.
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
Some people like the Jews, and some do not. But no thoughtful man can deny the fact that they are, beyond any question, the most formidable and the most remarkable race which has appeared in the world.
A man asked Muhammad what was the mark whereby he might know the reality of his faith. Muhammad said, 'If thou derive pleasure from the good which thou hast performed and thou be grieved for the evil which thou hast committed, thou art a true believer.' The man said. 'In what doth a fault really consist' Muhammad said, 'when action pricketh thy conscience, forsake it.'
For now she need not think of anybody. She coud be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others... and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures.
He is a hypocrite who professes what he does not believe; not he who does not practice all he wishes or approves.
All necessary truth is its own evidence.
Memory is the basis of every journey.
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