Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
Oscar WildeRead
It is only an auctioneer who can equally and impartially admire all schools of art.
Interpretation
An auctioneer's role requires impartiality, highlighting the diverse appreciation of different art forms.
In this quote, Oscar Wilde suggests that an auctioneer, by virtue of their profession, must admire and appreciate all schools of art without bias. This implies that true appreciation of art transcends personal preference, fostering an understanding that every artistic expression has value. It reflects the complexity of human taste and the importance of being open-minded in evaluating different perspectives.
In practice
A curator discussing diverse art styles at an exhibition.
Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
London is too full of fogs and serious people. Whether the fogs produce the serious people, or whether the serious people produce the fogs, I don't know.
When one has never heard a man's name in the course of one's life, it speaks volumes for him; he must be quite respectable.
Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.
A truth ceases to be true when more than one person believes in it.
His morality is all sympathy, just what morality should be
You know, people speak in poetry all the time. They just don't realize it.
The most essential thing in dance discipline is devotion, the steadfast and willing devotion to the labor that makes the classwork not a gymnastic hour and a half, or at the lowest level, a daily drudgery, but a devotion that allows the classroom discipline to become moments of dancing too.
I occasionally play works by contemporary composers and for two reasons. First to discourage the composer from writing any more and secondly to remind myself how much I appreciate Beethoven.
On acting to daughter Isabella Rossellini: Keep it simple. Make a blank face and the music and the story will fill it in.
I know the sag of the unfinished poem. And I know the release of the poem that is finished.
To exaggerate the fairness of hair, I come even to orange tones, chromes and pale yellow ... I make a plain background of the richest, intensest blue that I can contrive, and by this simple combination of the bright head against the rich blue background, I get a mysterious effect, like a star in the depths of an azure sky.
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