An Ideal Husband

by Oscar Wilde

I have never read a Blue Book. I prefer books . . . in yellow covers.

Against Nature, perhaps..

her husband, though he is a typical Englishman, always dull and usually violent.

Morality is simply the attitude we adopt towards people whom we personally dislike.

You were to me something apart from common life, a thing pure, noble, honest, without stain.

The error all women commit. Why can’t you women love us, faults and all? Why do you place us on monstrous pedestals?

A man’s love is like that. It is wider, larger, more human than a woman’s.

Women think that they are making ideals of men. What they are making of us are false idols merely.

what is there before me but public disgrace, ruin, terrible shame, the mockery of the world, a lonely dishonoured life, a lonely dishonoured death, it may be, some day? Let women make no more ideals of men!