Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
Oscar WildeRead
If a friend of mine gave a feast, and did not invite me to it, I should not mind a bit. but if a friend of mine had a sorrow and refused to allow me to share it, I should feel it most bitterly. If he shut the doors of the house of mourning against me, I would move back again and again and beg to be admitted so that I might share in what I was entitled to share. If he thought me unworthy, unfit to weep with him, I should feel it as the most poignant humiliation.
Interpretation
True friendship is about sharing both joy and sorrow.
In this quote, Oscar Wilde emphasizes the importance of sharing emotional experiences in friendships. He suggests that being excluded from a friend's sorrow is far more painful than not being invited to a celebration, as it indicates a deeper connection and trust that should exist in true companionship. The act of sharing grief is portrayed as an essential part of true friendship, highlighting the value of empathy and support in times of hardship.
In practice
In a eulogy, to highlight the importance of being present in times of grief.
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
Daughter of Eve from the far land of Spare Oom where eternal summer reigns around the bright city of War Drobe, how would it be if you came and had tea with me?
I'm a fan of people getting together.
We read not only because we cannot know enough people, but because friendship is so vulnerable, so likely to diminish or disappear, overcome by space, time, imperfect sympathies, and all the sorrows of familial and passional life.
Associate yourself with people of good quality, for it is better to be alone than in bad company.
Beneath the blossoms with a pot of wine, No friends at hand, so I poured alone; I raised my cup to invite the moon, Turned to my shadow, and we became three.
A companion loves some agreeable qualities which a man may possess, but a friend loves the man himself.
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