O . . . Oscar!

Dublin is the birthplace of Oscar Wilde, playwright, poet, author, and this spot in the Merrion Square Garden is dedicated to him, across the street from his family home. He's remembered for the novel The Picture of Dorian Gray, the play The Importance of Being Ernest, and epigrams, like these:

Only dull people are brilliant at breakfast.
Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.
The well-bred contradict other people. The wise contradict themselves.
Nothing looks so like innocence as an indiscretion.
A cynic is a man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.
Life is not complex. We are complex. Life is simple and the simple thing is the right thing.
Punctuality is the thief of time.

Oscar Wilde died in Paris on my birthday, sixty five years before I was born. Not exactly an epigram, but I'll keep working on it . . .