This book contains letters from Oscar Wilde: the first of them was written by a thirteen-year-old child and addressed to his mother, the last by an infinitely ill person; ten days later Wilde was gone. Between these letters is his life, told by him impeccably elegantly and absolutely artlessly, showing off and confessing, loving and hating, admiring and subverting. Exactly a hundred years separate us today from the year when O. Wilde’s “Prison Confession” was written, his famous “ De Profundis" is without a doubt his grandest, most piercing, most merciless and most frank work. The work in which he is both the author and the main character is a kind of "Portrait of Oscar Wilde", written by himself. However, in reality, De Profundis was just a letter addressed by Wilde to his evil genius, Lord Alfred Douglas. More precisely, one of the many letters written by Wilde during his not too long, at first brilliant, and then suffering life. For the first time in Russian.