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Oscar Wilde

The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and mapped out the seven heavens star by star, there still remains oneself. Who can calculate the orbit of his own soul? ― Oscar Wilde, “De Profundis.” Originally published: 1905  

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British Culture · British Literature · Confessional · Correspondence · Essay · Excerpt · Irish Culture · Meditations · Quote · Soliloquy · Victorian

Oscar Wilde

The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and mapped out the seven heavens star by star, there still remains oneself. Who can calculate the orbit of his own soul? — Oscar Wilde, ”De Profundis.” Originally published: 1905  

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