Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde who was born on 16 th October 1854 in Dublin was an Irish playwright, poet and author of numerous short stories and one novel. Known for his biting wit, he became one of the most successful playwrights of the late Victorian era in London, and one of the greatest celebrities of his day. Wilde suffered a dramatic downfall and was imprisoned for two years hard labour after being convicted of "gross indecency" with other men. After Wilde was released from prison he set sail for Dieppe by the night ferry. He never returned to Ireland or Britain.
He was the second son born into an Anglo-Irish family. Wilde studied classics from 1871 to 1874, sharing rooms with his older brother Willie Wilde for two years. He was an outstanding student, and won the Berkeley Gold Medal, the highest award available to classics students at Trinity. He was awarded a scholarship to Magdalen College, Oxford, where he continued his studies from 1874 to 1878 and where he became a part of the Aesthetic movement.
Aestheticism and philosophy
While he was at Magdalen College, Wilde became particularly well known for his role in the aesthetic and decadent movements. Wilde was deeply impressed by the English writers John Ruskin and Walter Pater, who argued for the central importance of art in life, an argument laced with a strongly philhellenic and homoerotic subtext. As the leading aesthete in Britain, Wilde became one of the most prominent personalities of his day. Though he was sometimes ridiculed for them, his paradoxes and witty sayings were quoted on all sides.
For much of his life, Wilde advocated socialism. He also had a strong libertarian streak as shown in his poem Sonnet to Liberty. Wilde was also a pacifist .
Marriage and family
After graduation from Oxford, Wilde returned to Dublin, where he met and courted Florence Balcombe. She, however, became engaged to the writer Bram Stoker. On hearing of her engagement, Wilde wrote to her stating his intention to leave Ireland permanently. He left in 1878, and returned to his native country only twice. He spent the next six years in London and Paris, and in the United States, where he travelled to deliver lectures.
In London, he met Constance Lloyd, daughter of wealthy Queen's Counsel Horace Lloyd. She was visiting Dublin in 1884, when Wilde was in the city to give lectures at the Gaiety Theatre. He proposed to her, and they married on 29 th May 1884 in Paddington
Though Wilde's sexual orientation has variously been considered bisexual and homosexual, Wilde himself felt he belonged to a culture of male love inspired by the Greek paederastic tradition. In describing his own sexual identity, Wilde used the term Socratic. He had significant sexual relationships with Frank Miles, Constance Lloyd Robbie Ross, and Lord Alfred Douglas. Wilde also had numerous sexual encounters with working-class male youths, who were often male prostitutes.
Trial, and imprisonment.
Wilde made a complaint of criminal libel against the Marquess of Queensberry based on the calling card incident, and the Marquess was arrested but later freed on bail. The libel trial became a cause célèbre as salacious details of Wilde's private life with Alfred Taylor and Lord Alfred Douglas began to appear in the press.A team of detectives investigated Wilde's association with blackmailers and male prostitutes, crossdressers and homosexual brothels was recorded. On 25 th May 1895 Wilde was convicted of gross indecency and sentenced to two years' hard labour.
Prison was unkind to Wilde's health and after he was released on 19 th May 1897, he spent his last three years penniless, in self-imposed exile from society and artistic circles. He went under the assumed name of Sebastian Melmoth. Wilde died of cerebral meningitis on 30 th November 1900.
Men become old but they never become good.
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.
Bigamy is having a wife too many, monogamy is the same.
The world was made for men no for women.
The evolution of man is slow. The injustice of man is great.
Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood.
I’m sick of women who love me. Women who hate me are much more interesting.