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I can resist everything except temptation.

Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan

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This comes from Lady Windermere's Fan. Wilde's epigrams sparkle on the surface, but they usually cut into reputation, hypocrisy, desire, and the theatre of respectable society. Oscar Wilde (1854–1900) was an Irish poet and playwright famed for his wit, author of 'The Picture of Dorian Gray'.

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Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere'in Yelpazesi

Bu söz Lady Windermere'in Yelpazesi'nden gelir. Wilde'ın aforizmaları yüzeyde parlar; ama çoğu zaman itibar, ikiyüzlülük, arzu ve saygın toplum tiyatrosunu keser. Oscar Wilde (1854–1900); zekâsıyla ünlü, 'Dorian Gray'in Portresi'nin yazarı İrlandalı şair ve oyun yazarıydı.

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