I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.


The Writings of Oscar Wilde: Lord Arthur Savile's crime; The portrait of Mr. W. H., and other stories (ed. 1907)


I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.

I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.

I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.

I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.