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Quote by Oscar Wilde

“How else but through a broken heart may Lord Christ enter in?”

Quote by Oscar Wilde

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Oscar Wilde, born on October 16, 1854, in Ireland, and died on November 30, 1900, was a renowned Irish writer, playwright, and poet. His works are known for their wit, satire, and unique style, with notable works including 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' and 'Lady Windermere's Fan'. more

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