Just bought a new book yesterday.
It’s a compilation of Oscar Wilde’s plays.
Oscar Wilde died in Paris at the age of forty six.
And if you’ve watched “Paris, Je t’aime” (Paris, I love You), one of the short movie, “Pere-Lachaise”, which directed by Wes Craven, shoot at Wilde’s grave on Père Lachaise Cemetery, Paris.
Here's some quotations from the book: