My dear, The thing about things worth knowing, things that make you a better person (a more confident person), is that they can’t be taught. Take two people and have them go through the same curricular activity and one of them will always be a better human being. Always. Why? Because that one person has learnt something from life. And life teaches in a way that cannot be copied. Nothing that is worth knowing can be taught. How I wish...

My dear, They threw garbage at me. They spit, cursed, and ranted. I couldn’t go anywhere without hearing my name preceded by a number of foul words. In fact, my dog received kinder treatment that I did. Figure that, my dog a step higher than me on the social ladder. Then one day I woke up and they had all forgotten me. I could walk through streets without being physical harmed anymore. God, it was horrible. The only thing worse than...

My dear, Many find the martyrs inspirational. And many believe that what they died for to be truths. For what being would die for a lie? Well, no one dies for a lie. But do realize that many lies are dressed as truths. And many men cannot undress them even if their lives depended on it (which ironically, it does). A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it. Falsely yours, Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills...

My dear, It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious. If you divide people into good and bad, you’ll have one heck of a time grouping them. For people constantly change in how good or bad they are. Today’s good may be tomorrows bad, and vice versa. You won’t have to work as hard if you divide people by whether they’re charming or tedious. Sure some charming people become...

“Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.” ~ Oscar Wilde It’s been a long time coming, but I’m proud to say, that you can now purchase the first “QUOTES” shirt. I can talk about how long it took to get the store, site, shipping, and international border problems taken care of, but I won’t. All that you have to know (and care to know) is that...

My dear, It is the flower that blossoms for its own joy. It is the tree that grows just because. It is the bird that soars just to feel the wind beneath its wings. Sure you may sell art, and make it useful. But art; true, virgin, untainted art, is useless. In the most wonderful and longwinded way. Falsely yours, Oscar...