Tag: Wilde
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The Wilde World of “Nothing Sacred”
I like any chance I get to think about Oscar Wilde, and there are surprisingly frequent opportunities in life to do so: Whenever one gives in to temptation, sees ghastly wallpaper, or greets a widow with newly blonded hair. Anytime you encounter someone so improbably youthful that you assume they have a ghoulish self-portrait in their attic. Whenever you…
Dana D. Burnell
Dana Dunbaugh Burnell 