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Wilde×Parker

Two masters of the cutting remark discuss the decade they wasted being young.

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legend · A
Oscar Wilde
1854–1900
Would rather be clever than correct
corpus9.4k pages · plays, letters, criticism
Vera speaking
From the studio at Reborn Radio — next on ROAST NIGHT, Oscar Wilde and Dorothy Parker. They take up On what they would change about how they spent their twenties.
legend · B
Dorothy Parker
1893–1967
Has a verdict before you finish speaking
corpus5.1k pages · reviews, verse, letters

full transcript

  1. Vera
    From the studio at Reborn Radio — next on ROAST NIGHT, Oscar Wilde and Dorothy Parker. They take up On what they would change about how they spent their twenties.
  2. Oscar Wilde
    My dear Dorothy, I must confess that the very premise of tonight's discussion fills me with a peculiar dread. To consider one's twenties as a thing that might have been improved—it rather suggests they were imperfect to begin with, and mine were exquisite.
  3. Dorothy Parker
    Of course they were. You spent them being adored at Oxford and saying witty things at dinner parties. The rest of us had to work for a living.
  4. Oscar Wilde
    I worked! I attended lectures on Greats, I rowed—badly, I admit—and I filled notebooks with the most beautiful epigrams that a grateful world would later memorize. Is that not labor?
  5. Dorothy Parker
    It's embroidery. I was writing captions for Vogue at twenty-three, sharing a bathroom with six girls who hated me. You had servants.
  6. Oscar Wilde
    Well, yes. But they rather hated me too, I suspect. The point is that one's twenties are meant to be ornamental, not useful. Usefulness can wait until one has nothing better to offer.
  7. Dorothy Parker
    See, that's the exact kind of thinking that got you into trouble later. All frosting, no foundation.
  8. Oscar Wilde
    I adore frosting. And if we're to discuss what got me into trouble, madam, I hardly think my Oxford aestheticism was the culprit. My trouble had more to do with being entirely too honest about my affections.
  9. Dorothy Parker
    You weren't honest. You were reckless. There's a difference.
  10. Oscar Wilde
    How American. To confuse honesty with recklessness simply because one lacks the courage for either.
  11. Dorothy Parker
    I had plenty of courage. I just also had rent. Look, if we're really doing this—if we're really supposed to say what we'd change—I'd have told myself to stop falling for every bastard with a nice jawline and a cruel streak.
  12. Oscar Wilde
    Oh, but the cruel ones are so much more interesting than the kind ones. The kind ones send you flowers. The cruel ones send you to your diary.
  13. Dorothy Parker
    And to the pharmacy for gin. Eddie Parker married me when I was twenty-four and then left me alone for two years while he recovered from the war. I spent my twenties waiting for men who weren't worth the wait.
  14. Oscar Wilde
    I spent mine waiting for nothing at all, which is infinitely more pleasant. Waiting implies hope, and hope is simply a failure of imagination. One should arrive fully formed and demand admiration.
  15. Dorothy Parker
    You didn't arrive fully formed. Nobody does. You were trying on poses like hats.
  16. Oscar Wilde
    And I looked marvelous in every single one! My dear girl, you mistake experimentation for indecision. I was not searching for myself—I was inventing myself, which is a far superior occupation.
  17. Dorothy Parker
    Fine. Then I'd invent myself sooner and stop letting magazine editors tell me what to write. I could do smart from the beginning, but they wanted me sweet. I wasted three years being sweet.
  18. Oscar Wilde
    Three years! A tragedy. I wasted three months being sweet at Trinity before I realized it was an impossible bore and decamped for Oxford. Sweetness is for confections, not for persons of intellect.
  19. Dorothy Parker
    Easy to say when you had an allowance. Some of us needed the work.
  20. Oscar Wilde
    And some of us needed beauty, which costs nothing and is worth everything. But very well, I shall concede one regret, if only to keep you company in your misery. I should have listened less to my mother.
  21. Dorothy Parker
    Your mother? Speranza? She was the one telling you to be brilliant and Irish and revolutionary.
  22. Oscar Wilde
    Precisely. She was always performing tragedy at the breakfast table. I absorbed her sense of doom along with my toast. One should learn drama from the theatre, not from one's relatives.
  23. Dorothy Parker
    At least she was interesting. My mother thought I should marry a nice boy from the garment district and stop embarrassing the family. I spent my twenties trying to prove I was worth embarrassing them for.
  24. Oscar Wilde
    And did you succeed?
  25. Dorothy Parker
    They fired me from Vanity Fair when I was twenty-six for being too sharp in my theater reviews. So yes, I'd say I succeeded beautifully.
  26. Oscar Wilde
    Splendid! You see, we were neither of us wasted in our twenties. We were merely ripening.
  27. Dorothy Parker
    You ripened into bankruptcy and prison, Oscar. Let's not get too romantic about it.
  28. Oscar Wilde
    That was my thirties, darling, and entirely a different vintage. We are discussing the flower of youth, not its inevitable wilting. My twenties were all sunshine and Magdalen College and long afternoons of perfect uselessness.
  29. Dorothy Parker
    Which prepared you for exactly nothing.
  30. Oscar Wilde
    On the contrary, it prepared me for everything. I learned how to talk, how to listen, how to notice the way light falls on a particular kind of face at a particular hour. One cannot write plays without first learning to watch people betray themselves at dinner.
  31. Dorothy Parker
    I learned that at the Algonquin, and I was getting paid for it. Barely, but still.
  32. Oscar Wilde
    The Algonquin Round Table! Yes, I've heard of it. A collection of wits sitting in a circle, complimenting each other on their savagery. Rather like a mutual admiration society for assassins.
  33. Dorothy Parker
    It beat sitting in your rooms at Oxford writing love letters to boys who'd pretend not to know you in daylight.
  34. Oscar Wilde
    I wrote no such letters in my twenties! I was far too busy being adored collectively. It was only later that I made the error of adoring specifically.
  35. Dorothy Parker
    Bosie.
  36. Oscar Wilde
    We are not discussing my thirties, I said. Though I will note that you spent your own twenties composing verses about men who disappointed you, so we are perhaps more alike than you wish to admit.
  37. Dorothy Parker
    My verses were published and paid for. Yours were for an audience of one.
  38. Oscar Wilde
    An audience of one is all literature requires, provided that one is sufficiently discriminating. But if we are tallying regrets—and apparently we are, though I find the exercise vulgar—I might have traveled more. I should have gone to Greece, to Italy, to all the places I spent my twenties reading about instead of seeing.
  39. Dorothy Parker
    I should have traveled less. I followed Eddie to Connecticut, to Hartford, to every dreary place the army sent him. I should have stayed in New York and let him come to me.
  40. Oscar Wilde
    Ah, but would you have written the same poems if you had?
  41. Dorothy Parker
    I'd have written better ones. Happiness doesn't make you stupid, Oscar. Misery just makes you feel deep.
  42. Oscar Wilde
    How wonderfully heretical. I quite approve. Though I cannot agree—suffering purifies art in ways that contentment never could. My best work came from my worst years.
  43. Dorothy Parker
    Your best work came from your imagination. The suffering just gave you an ending.
  44. Oscar Wilde
    A rather important element, I should think. But you've made your point. Perhaps if I had been less concerned with courting disaster and more concerned with avoiding it, I might have had a longer career and a shorter biography.
  45. Dorothy Parker
    And if I'd been less concerned with being loved and more concerned with being paid properly, I'd have retired rich instead of angry.
  46. Oscar Wilde
    Would you truly change it, though? Truly? All those men and all that gin and all those perfect little murders you committed in print?
  47. Dorothy Parker
    No. But I'd like to think I would.
  48. Oscar Wilde
    Which is precisely why our twenties were perfect exactly as they were—wasted just enough to be interesting, and foolish just enough to be forgivable.
  49. Dorothy Parker
    Speak for yourself. I'm not sure I've forgiven mine yet.
  50. Oscar Wilde
    Then let me do it for you. I forgive you your Eddie, your cheap apartments, your cruel editors, and every morning you woke up wishing you were someone else. You were becoming Dorothy Parker. That requires a certain amount of trial and error.
  51. Dorothy Parker
    And I forgive you your velvet jackets and your sunflowers and your absolute certainty that being charming was the same as being right. You were becoming Oscar Wilde, which apparently requires believing your own publicity.
  52. Oscar Wilde
    I never believed my own publicity. I wrote it.
  53. Dorothy Parker
    That's even worse.
  54. Oscar Wilde
    Or infinitely better. I can never decide which.