Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
Oscar WildeRead
She is very clever, too clever for a woman. She lacks the indefinable charm of weakness.
Interpretation
The quote critiques societal expectations of women and their perceived charm in weakness.
In this quote, Oscar Wilde challenges traditional gender roles by suggesting that a woman's intelligence and cleverness are at odds with the traits society often values in women, such as vulnerability and charm. Wilde's observation speaks to the complex nature of gender dynamics, where strength and intellect can be misunderstood or devalued, highlighting a deeper critique of how society views femininity.
In practice
In a discussion about gender equality, one could reference this quote to highlight outdated perceptions of women's intelligence.
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
All alone! Whether you like it or not, alone is something you'll be quite a lot!
And you receivers - and you are all receivers - assume no weight of gratitude, lest you lay a yoke upon yourself and upon him who gives. Rather rise together with the giver on his gifts as on wings; For to be overmindful of your debt, is to doubt his generosity who has the free hearted earth for mother, and God for father.
What happens then is like what happens when we separate a jigsaw puzzle into its fuve hundred pieces: The over-all picture disappears. This is the state of modern medicine: It has lost the sense of the unity of man. Such is the price it has paid for its scientific progress. It has sacrificed art to science.
The cadence of suffering has begun. Every evening at dusk, my heart constricts until night has come.
We have first raised a dust and then complain we cannot see.
Men, in general, seem to employ their reason to justify prejudices...rather than to root them out.
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