Some Wilde Quotes

Featured imageI scored a ticket to see The Importance of Being Earnest tomorrow. Oscar Wilde is one of my favorite playwrights of all time, so needless to say, I am super excited. In order to fulfill some pre-show hype, I decided to share some Oscar Wilde quotes. Most are going to be from The Importance of Being Earnest and An Ideal Husband as a heads up sort of deal.

From An Ideal Husband

Only dull people are brilliant at breakfast.

To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.

Oh, I love London Society! I think it has immensely improved. It is entirely composed now of beautiful idiots and brilliant lunatics.

Well, the fact is, father, this is not my day for talking seriously. I am very sorry but it is not my day.

If one could only teach the English how to talk, and the Irish how to listen, society here would be quite civilised.

I make it a rule never to accept Tommy. That is why he goes on proposing.

We men and women are not made to accept such sacrifices from each other. We are not worthy of them.

From The Importance of Being Earnest

I don’t play accurately-any one can play accurately- but I play with wonderful expression. As far as the piano is concerned, sentiment is my forte.

Well, in the first place girls never marry men they flirt with. Girls don’t think it right.

More than half of modern culture depends on what one shouldn’t read.

Literary criticism is not your forte, my dear fellow. Don’t try it. You should leave it to people who haven’t been at University. They do it so well in the daily papers.

Illness in any kind is hardly a thing to be encouraged in others. Health is the primary duty of life.

Both?…To lose one parent may be regarded as misfortune…to lose both seems like carelessness.

The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what Fiction means.

I don’t like talking seriously in the open air. It looks so artificial.

You see, it is simply a young girl’s record  of her own thoughts and impressions, and consequently meant for publication. When it appears in print, I hope you order a copy.

Well, I can’t eat muffins in an agitated manner. The butter would probably get into my cuffs. One should always eat  muffins quite calmly. It is the only way.

Thirty-five is a very attractive age. London society is full of women of the very highest births who have, of their own free choice, remained thirty-five for years.

My dear boy, we were never even on speaking terms. He died before I was a year old.

It is a terrible thing for a man to find out suddenly that all of his life he has been speaking nothing but the truth.

From A Woman of No Importance

Children begin by loving their parents. After time they judge them. Rarely if ever do they forgive them.

From Lord Arthur Savile’s Crime

Most men and women are forced to perform parts for which they have no qualifications. Our Guildensterns play Hamlet for us, and our Hamlets have to jest like Prince Hal. The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.

Most famous words concerning wallpaper

This wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. Either it goes or I do.

For the Courage of Those From Bergerac

I have been meaning to write this several times. Mostly when I am nowhere near a computer. I am not physically perfect. Now, I have never been “physically perfect” in any definition of the phrase. In the past year, I have become more “socially acceptable” I guess you could say, but the amount of curves I have is not the thing I am self-conscious about. For the past six or seven years, I have avoided eye contact as much as possible. Most people took it as a mark of shyness (maybe) or even a lack of confidence (in the worst of times, this could also be said as true). At these times, I want to draw strength from the greatest misfit of all…the great Cyrano de Bergerac.

I had been wanting to talk/write about Cyrano for a while now, but I never had time. Last year, I saw the same production of the play about six times (I currently usher at a playhouse Cyrano de Bergerac was one of the plays). It gave me plenty thoughts on the subjects. Mainly about love and the characters and how is it possible for words to be held down by gravity. In January, I was diagnosed with an eye condition that made one of my eyes not dilate as much as the other (also it an eye condition that is normally found in people a lot older than me). This lead to that eye being dilated for the entire month of February. Needless to say, I felt like a freak. I felt like people would care about something as simple as two eyes not being the same size. I know that they don’t care as much as I think they care, but that is not how I feel. I feel like the anomaly (no matter how small) is the only thing that people can see.

I wish I was as clever as Cyrano. Or at least as good at poetry. Cyrano has had years to work on his confidence (or panache) from the constant comments on his nose. By the time we see him in the play, he is about middle-aged. So, he is in his regular routine. Someone makes a comment on his nose, and he either insults or kills them. Now, I don’t want to take it to that extreme. I just want to have the ability to walk around with the thing that makes me special without having that thing control my intentions. I want to let everyone know that I can look people into the eye now. It was probably stupid to avoid eye contact as much as I did (to be honest I thought I had a cooler condition and should have given more eye contact). He just seems so confident even though you know it hides all of the emotional scars from his family life and “dating” life. He lives for the fight which is something I never hope to have to do. Even though both of these things are there, he has courage to even walk the streets even if he knows people will talk about his nose. I think that is why he becomes such a good sword fighter. If they talk about my fighting, they won’t talk about my nose. If they talk about my work, they won’t have time to look deep enough into my eyes to see the problem.

I have talk to about three people this year about how I feel about my eyes. They are probably all bored of hearing about how they hurt and all of the implications. I just needed to write this to get it out there. By the way, I am going to try live my life with no intentions of being killed by a log to the head.

Ideas

I hope you still think that ideas are more dangerous than material things… All material danger is limited, whereas interior danger is unlimited. It’s more dangerous for you to hate than to kill, isn’t it?

Charles Williams The Place of the Lions

Escapism, Free-will, and Control Within Dollhouse

(Since Dollhouse is a fairly recent show with a cult following, I would like to put a disclaimer of spoiler alert before this blog post. Thank you.)

FOX's Dollhouse

FOX’s Dollhouse

I signed up for a free one month trial of Netflix which is quickly coming towards an end. Yet through this free trial, I have been able to watch a couple of shows that I have been wanting to watch but have not been able to. One of these shows was Dollhouse. The main concept of the show was there were people who would give five year of their lives away to a company, and these people were called Actives or “dolls.” The “dolls” were put on assignments for various reasons. Throughout its two season run, it had themes of escapism, free-will,and control.

The Actives came to the Dollhouse to escape. Anthony/Victor had PTSD, and Madeline/November had a child die. Caroline/Echo was sort of escaping but forced whereas Priya/Sierra, in being plain forced, was given the escape which made her better. The contract was for five years. For five years, a “doll” could escape all of the terrible things that were happening. The rich came to the Dollhouse for escape as well. Besides the people who came for pure pleasure, there were a couple of people who came because they wanted a loved one back. The pain of living without the loved one, both times a wife, was too great. A wealthy woman escaped death through using Echo’s body, even though it was a temporary escape. Unfortunately, the “doll state” was not all that it was meant to be, and the Actives themselves want to escape once they want to retain their free-will.

As stated above, most of the Actives come to the Dollhouse through free-will because of the escape. Yet once in the Dollhouse, all free-will was lost to the Actives,even though they were less successful with some “dolls.” In order to have all of the “imprints” to run correctly, all of the personality was taken out of the Active. Unfortunately, it well know that the “dolls” do not have free-will. This is why Priya/Sierra was sent to the Dollhouse in the first place. The man who sent her there knew that she would not be allowed to say no. He could order her to do whatever, and she would say yes. That is until the programmer “imprints” her with a personality with plenty of free-will and perhaps too much free-will. There was a person put in charge of arranging the engagements, and there was another who balanced the free-will within the Active during engagements. Though within the context of the system, the people running the Dollhouse had to run in the perimeters of the system of the company.

This leads to the themes of control. The Actives themselves are not in control of their own future. That is given to the people who arrange engagements and form the personalities for engagements. These people use the control to help the clients have nice experiences. Yet, the caretakers of the “dolls” are not totally in control themselves. Through threats of execution and firing, the executives control the houses to do their bidding. Since there is not one central Dollhouse, the executives use the Cloud, even before the Cloud was a thing, to “imprint” themselves all throughout the world. Here is where the spoiler alert comes into play. Boyd, the at first handler then head of security for LA then co-founder of the company, manipulates the people around him to bring his “family” to Arizona. He uses his control of the situations to make people all around the world to do his bidding. He causes the end of civilization for a while because of the way he controls the technology.

In its full run, Dollhouse established a believable universe that could be a warning for us today. It was a brief star on the radar that showed the inner-workings of an elaborate corporation that gave people escape while stripping free-will that wanted control.

State of the Blog

I have a case of writer’s block so let’s see how this goes. I know the cause of the writer’s block, but I believe that it comes from something more. I have too many ideas that seem too simple with plans that are too complex. I just want to ramble I guess. Mainly, this will be about the state of “Ramblings.”

I started this blog to give myself a voice. I did not really have one when I first started two years ago. I nearly abandoned this entire blog before I even actually started. I created the blog from an account that was created for a class for school. Assignments were uploaded to the blog, and the link was sent to the professor. As stated earlier, I nearly did not even really start to blog. “Ramblings of the Random” just sat on the WordPress site. It was not until a series of unfortunate events happened where I needed an outlet such as a blog. That is why I challenged myself this year. It was the knowledge of the need of getting my voice out of my head and into the world.

There are several ideas in the works. There may be too many ideas in the works. There seems not to be enough time or effort to make anything a reality. Last September, there seemed to be limitless inspiration. Okay, there were some limits to inspiration, but spiders don’t appear in my bathroom all of the time right next to my brother’s chemistry notes. I really want to talk about Doctor Who and Pinterest and my regular writing method and Dollhouse, but lately it has been a whole lot of “I can do that tomorrow.” Tomorrow ended up being today. So, there are some plans for the near future. I still feel the need to write. Even writing quick little things help to remind me that I am capable. It also helps my procrastination skills to remain the Queen of Procrastination. Okay, I have said my peace.

Growing Up

Children are meant to grow up, and not to become Peter Pans. Not to lose innocence and wonder; but to proceed on the appointed journey: that journey upon which it is certainly not better to travel hopefully than to arrive, though we must travel hopefully if we are to arrive.

J.R.R. Tolkien