When ladies (and some gentlemen, I'm sure) visit the Pere Lachaise cemetery in Paris they like to leave their kiss on the headstone of Oscar Wilde. It's covered in a smattering of lipstick kisses. But apparently the fats in lipstick make it impossible to remove from stone. Is it vandalism or a romantic show of love and respect?
I haven't left a kiss on Wilde's grave. I don't wear lipstick and I think it would be more elegant to leave a note perhaps, or just blow a kiss. But I think he would've adored it. After all, he was the man who said;
'Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess.'
'Life is too important to be taken seriously.'
'There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.'
I wonder why Wilde has inspired such devotion amongst people today? Is it because he was ahead of his time, and we see him as being like us? Hedonistic, pleasure seeking, vain and shallow, but with buckets of charm, passion and, of course, his renowned wit.