Malak El HalabiYou have the face of a man who gently caresses field flowers and dandelions. And a smile that is like a dagger, cutting the sun in halves.
About This Quote
You have the face of a man who gently caresses field flowers and dandelions. And a smile that is like a dagger, cutting the sun in halves. This quote, by Oscar Wilde, is about someone who can seem kind and gentle but is actually quite cruel. They are hiding their true nature behind a mask of sweetness, which fools even their closest friends into thinking that they are nice people.
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