Oscar Wilde was unique; he lived life flamboyantly and luxuriously. He believed in 'art for art's sake' (aestheticism) and he probably thought that his talent was enough to protect him from society's rules. To his grief, he was brought down by those without his talent but with society's might.
Because he died at 46, a broken man; his pen was silenced. I think this is an encompassing short book about a man bigger than life. It tells about Wilde's personal life, writings, and how his personal life interfered with his talent. This is a brief but fascinating story of a remarkable life.
Because he died at 46, a broken man; his pen was silenced. I think this is an encompassing short book about a man bigger than life. It tells about Wilde's personal life, writings, and how his personal life interfered with his talent. This is a brief but fascinating story of a remarkable life.
