memory, like a horrible malady, was eating his soul away Autor: Oscar Wilde Copy Quote More from Oscar Wilde “There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has …” “And the child smiled on the Giant, and said to him, 'You let me play once in yo…” “Какво ще кажеш за изкуството? — попита тя.— То е болест.— А любовта?— Илюзия.— …” “It is in the brain, and the brain only, that the great sins of the world take p…”