Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
Oscar WildeRead
I think that God, in creating man, somewhat overestimated his ability.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that humans may not be as capable as they are believed to be by a higher power.
Oscar Wilde's quote implies a humorous critique of human nature and the fallibility of mankind. By stating that God overestimated humanity, Wilde points to the limitations and flaws inherent in people, suggesting that perhaps the divine vision of human potential is not fully realized in reality. It reflects on the paradox of human ambition juxtaposed with human shortcomings.
In practice
During a philosophical discussion on human capabilities and limitations.
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
Soldiers have many faults, but they have one redeeming merit; they are never worshippers of force. Soldiers more than any other men are taught severely and systematically that might is not right. The fact is obvious. The might is in the hundred men who obey. The right (or what is held to be right) is in the one man who commands them.
All rational action is in the first place individual action. Only the individual thinks. Only the individual reasons. Only the individual acts.
First and last follow each other.
It seems the more I think about not sinning, the more I sin, but the more I think about just loving Jesus, the less I seem to sin. Falling in love seems to be the key.
The forces of good and evil are working within and around me, I must choose, and in a free will universe I do have a choice.
Nationalism is like cheap alcohol. First it makes you drunk, then it makes you blind, then it kills you.
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