Author: Gyles Brandreth
Cites
- Oscar Wilde (1)
- IN: Oscar Wilde and the Murders at Reading Gaol (2012) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: In Reading gaol by Reading town
There is a pit of shame,
And in it lies a wretched man
Eaten by teeth of flame,
In burning winding-sheet he lies,
And his grave has got no name.
And there, till Christ call forth the dead,
In silence let him lie:
No need to waste the foolish tear,
Or heave the windy sigh:
The man had killed the thing he loved,
And so he had to die.
And all men kill the thing they love,
By all let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
FROM: The Ballad of Reading Gaol, (1897), Poem, Ireland
- Arthur Conan Doyle (1)
- IN: Oscar Wilde and the Vatican Murders (2011) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: You know a conjurer gets no credit when once he has explained his trick; and if I show you too much of my method of working, you will come to the conclusion that I am a very ordinary individual after all.
FROM: A Study in Scarlet, (1887), Novel, UK