God, the boring relative everyone ignores—no one calls, no one writes—until they need a serious favor.

It would in retrospect appear to be a stop on a narrative path that was inevitable, but this is only because most events, most paths, feel inevitable in retrospect.

If I were asked to name the chief benefit of the house, I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.

Whenever a man does a thoroughly stupid thing, it is always from the noblest motives.

Written By Oscar Wilde

About us

Featured posts

Featured Topics

Quick Links