Top 10 Oscar Wilde Quotes

Why do I love Oscar Wilde? First, great writer. Second, he loved saying sensational things.

Humble wasn't his game. Why be humble when you can be great?

1. "I have nothing to declare except my genius."

2. "I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train."I couldn't agree more.

3. "I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their intellects."...which means Oscar and I would have been friends, acquaintances and enemies.

4. "I can resist everything except temptation."...which is especially true when faced with the many cheeses, desserts and breads of Paris.

He is also said to have something on his deathbed like, "My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One or other of us has to go." But sadly, Wikiquote corrected this and reports:

"The following clarification was printed in the Guardian's Corrections and clarifications column, Thursday October 18 2007. Oscar Wilde did not say, on his deathbed, "Either those curtains go or I do." He is reported to have said something along the lines of "this wallpaper will be the death of me - one of us will have to go", but not on his deathbed."

I'm counting that as #5.6. "Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much."

This I have found to be true. There are times I've been in a disagreement with someone and I have accepted blame and apologized for everything just to not give them anything to keep arguing about. Nothing shuts them up faster. Then I can get on with my day and life. Sorry (not sorry). 

7. "There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all."

Ain't that the truth.

8. “You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.”

9.“ With freedom, flowers, books, and the moon, who could not be perfectly happy?”

10. “You can never be overdressed or overeducated.”

Quirky fact: I discovered that the plaque on the apartment where he died in Paris says he was born October 15, 1856, but his gravestone states he was born October 16, 1856. It's not like the French to make errors in history and stone. No one seems quick to change one or the other, so I'll just chalk it up to one of those quirky Paris finds.

Here I am with Oscar at Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris. People loved kissing his grave. I didn’t. Germs. Ew.