Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
Oscar WildeRead
Nothing looks so like innocence as an indiscretion.
Interpretation
Innocence can often be mistaken for a lack of awareness about the implications of one's actions.
This quote suggests that what may appear to be innocent behavior can sometimes stem from carelessness or indiscretion. Oscar Wilde plays with the idea that naivety can disguise the underlying motivations or repercussions of our actions, implying that one's disposition may not be as straightforward as it seems, and that innocence may merely be a faΓ§ade over less innocent intentions or occurrences.
In practice
This quote could be used in a discussion about the complexities of youthful behavior and the misunderstandings that arise from it.
Everything is dangerous, my dear fellow. If it wasn't so, life wouldn't be worth living.
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His morality is all sympathy, just what morality should be
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The natural cause of the human mind is certainly from credulity to skepticism.
A slave is he who cannot speak his thoughts.
You empty yourself and wait, listening. After a time you hear it: There is nothing there...You feel the world's word as a tension, a hum, a single chorused note everywhere the same. This is it: This hum is the silence.
There would be no society if living together depended upon understanding each other.
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