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“That is because one realises one’s soul only by getting rid of all alien passions, all acquired culture, and all external possessions, be they good or evil.”

Quote by Oscar Wilde

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De Profundis

De Profundis is a deeply personal and philosophical text that delves into the complexities of human emotions and the human condition. The author's exploration of love and betrayal is both intimate and profound, offering a unique perspective on spiritual and emotional turmoil. more

Author

Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

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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