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sidharthvardhan 's review for:
The Happy Prince and Other Tales
by Oscar Wilde
“I like to do all the talking myself. It saves time, and prevents arguments.”
These are a lot like Andersen's tales - fairy-tale kind of prose, talking objects, often with sad elements and sad endings. Add to it, Wilde's popular witticisms. The Rose and Nightingale is one of the most beautiful stories I have read.
“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”
“Life is one fool thing after another whereas love is two fool things after each other.”
“I hate people who talk about themselves, as you do, when one wants to talk about oneself, as I do. ”
“He must have a truly romantic nature, for he weeps when there is nothing at all to weep about.”
“I like hearing myself talk. It is one of my greatest pleasures. I often have long conversations all by myself,”
“What is a sensitive person?” said the Cracker to the Roman Candle. “A person who, because he has corns himself, always treads on other people’s toes,” answered the Roman Candle in a low whisper; and the Cracker nearly exploded with laughter.”
These are a lot like Andersen's tales - fairy-tale kind of prose, talking objects, often with sad elements and sad endings. Add to it, Wilde's popular witticisms. The Rose and Nightingale is one of the most beautiful stories I have read.
“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”
“Life is one fool thing after another whereas love is two fool things after each other.”
“I hate people who talk about themselves, as you do, when one wants to talk about oneself, as I do. ”
“He must have a truly romantic nature, for he weeps when there is nothing at all to weep about.”
“I like hearing myself talk. It is one of my greatest pleasures. I often have long conversations all by myself,”
“What is a sensitive person?” said the Cracker to the Roman Candle. “A person who, because he has corns himself, always treads on other people’s toes,” answered the Roman Candle in a low whisper; and the Cracker nearly exploded with laughter.”