Lady Windemere's Fan
By Oscar Wilde, Ian Small (Editor), Russell Jackson (Preface), Ian Small (Preface)




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Book Description
In this comedy of manners, Mrs. Erlynne is suspected of having an affair with Lady Windemere's husband. A misplaced fan causes further complications.
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Artemisia said on Oct 18, 2009 about the Mass Market Paperback edition | Add your feedback
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I love Oscar Wilde. His books are so sophisticated, compelling, with sutle humor. And beautiful English.
DARLINGTON is so attractive,
only bad guy is so attractive in this world.------------------------------------------------
GRAHAM: “What is a cynic?”
DARLINGTON: “A man who knows the price o ... (continue)怪物 said on Apr 17, 2012 about the Others edition | Add your feedback
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- English Books
- Paperback 102 Pages
- ISBN-10: 0713666676
- ISBN-13: 9780713666670
- Publisher: Methuen Drama
- Pub date: Jan 01, 2002
- Dimensions: 1226 mm x 839 mm x 65 mm Just how big is that?
- Also available as: Mass Market Paperback, Hardcover, Audio CD, Audio Cassette, Library Binding, Others and eBook
- In other languages: other languages
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LADY WINDERMERE: I'm not interested in her - and - you should not mention this woman and me in the same breath. It is an error of taste.
LADY WINDERMERE: I did not ask her. He insisted on her coming - against my entreaties - against my commands. Oh! the house is tainted for me! I feel that eve ... (continue)
LADY WINDERMERE: I'm not interested in her - and - you should not mention this woman and me in the same breath. It is an error of taste.
LADY WINDERMERE: I did not ask her. He insisted on her coming - against my entreaties - against my commands. Oh! the house is tainted for me! I feel that every woman here sneers at me as she dances by with my husband. What I have done to deserve this? I gave him all my life. He took it - used it - spoiled it! I am degraded in my own eyes; and I lack courage - I am a coward! [Sits down on sofa.]
LORD DARLINGTON: If I know you at all, I know that you can't live with a man who treats you like this! What sort of a life would you have with him? You would feel that he was lying to you every moment of the day - you would feel that the look in his eyes was false, his voice false, his touch false, his passion false. He would come to you when he was weary of others; you would have to comfort him. He would come to you when he was devoted to others; you would have to charm him. You would have to be to him the mask of his real life, the cloack to hide his secret.
LADY WINDERMERE: Why is he not here, to wake by passionate words some fire within me? I am cold - cold as a loveless thing.
MRS ERLYNNE: Ideals are dangerous things. Realities are better. They wound, but they're better.
LADY WINDERMERE: [...] There is the same world for all of us, and good and evil, sin and innocence, go through it hand in hand. To shut one's eyes to half of life that one may live securely is as through one blinded oneself that one might walk with more safety in a land of pit and precipice.
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