I.
(World, November 14, 1883.)
From Oscar Wilde, Exeter, to J. M’Neill Whistler, Tite Street.—Punch too ridiculous—when you and I are together we never talk about anything except ourselves.
II.
(World, February 25, 1885.)
DEAR BUTTERFLY,—By the aid of a biographical dictionary I made the discovery that there were once two painters, called Benjamin West and Paul Delaroche, who rashly lectured upon Art. As of their works nothing at all remains, I conclude that they explained themselves away.
Be warned in time, James; and remain, as I do, incomprehensible. To be great is to be misunderstood.—Tout à vous, OSCAR WILDE.
III.
(World, November 24,1886.)
ATLAS,—This is very sad! With our James vulgarity begins at home, and should be allowed to stay there.—À vous, OSCAR WILDE.
REPLY TO WHISTLER
(Truth, January 9, 1890.)
To the Editor of Truth.