Oscar Wilde Soul Quotations

Sins of the flesh are nothing. Sins of the soul are shameful.

Mere colour, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways.

The soul is born old but grows young. That is the comedy of life. And the body is born young and grows old. That is life's tragedy.

The soul is a terrible reality. It can be bought and sold and bartered away.

What the artist is always looking for is the mode of existence in which soul and body are one and indivisible: in which the outward is expressive of the inward: in which form reveals.

How does one cure the soul? Through the senses

I see that any materialism in life coarsens the soul, and that the hunger of the body and the appetites of the flesh desecrate always, and often destroy.

because to influence a person is to give one's own soul.

I will not bare my soul to their shallow prying eyes. My heart shall never be put under their microscope.

I want to be good. I can't bear the idea of my soul being hideous.

LORD ILLINGWORTH: The soul is born old but grows young. That is the comedy of life. MRS ALLONBY: And the body is born young and grows old. That is life's tragedy.

memory, like a horrible malady, was eating his soul away

Lo! with a little rod I did but touch the honey of romance — And must I lose a soul's inheritance?

Sins of the flesh are nothing. They are maladies for physicians to cure, if they should be cured. Sins of the soul alone are shameful.

Truth in art is the unity of a thing with itself: the outward rendered expressive of the inward: the soul made incarnate: the body instinct with spirit. For this reason there is no truth comparable to sorrow.

What men call the shadow of the body is not the shadow of the body, but is the body of the soul.

Those who see any difference between soul and body have neither

To be really mediæval one should have no body. To be really modern one should have no soul. To be really Greek one should have no clothes.

To regret one’s own experiences is to arrest one’s own development. To deny one’s own experiences is to put a lie into the lips of one’s own life. It is no less than a denial of the soul.

That is what the highest criticism really is, the record of one's own soul. It is more fascinating than history, as it is concerned simply with oneself. It is more delightful than philosophy, as its subject is concrete and not abstract, real and not vague. It is the only civilized form of autobiography.

Great passions are for the great of soul, and great events can be seen only by those who are on a level with them

How strange a thing this is! The Priest telleth me that the Soul is worth all the gold in the world, and the merchants say that it is not worth a clipped piece of silver.

If only the picture could grow old, and I stay young. For that...for that, I would give my SOUL for that.

There are three kinds of despots. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the body. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the soul. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the soul and body alike. The first is called the Prince. The second is called the Pope. The third is called the People.

By the artificial separation of soul and body men have invented a Realism that is vulgar and an Idealism that is void.

The final mystery is oneself... Who can calculate the orbit of his own soul.

I threw the pearl of my soul into a cup of wine. I went down the primrose path to the sound of flutes. I lived on honeycomb.

Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways.

The soul is born old but grows young. That is the comedy of life.

For one moment our lives met, our souls touched.

I drink to separate my body from my soul.