The Picture of Dorian Gray

by Oscar Wilde

pathos left you unmoved, but that beauty, mere beauty, could fill your eyes with tears.

“It is only the sacred things that are worth touching,

I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter and grow sad.

“why does he love me so much? I know why I love him. I love him because he is like what love himself should be. But what does he see in me? I am not worthy of him. And yet—why, I cannot tell—though I feel so much beneath him, I don’t feel humble. I feel proud, terribly proud.

lend them tears for sorrows that are not their own,

A low moan broke from her, and she flung herself at his feet and lay there like a trampled flower.

If I had read all this in a book, Harry, I think I would have wept over it.

“You have explained me to myself,

Perhaps one should never put one’s worship into words.”

We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible.”

“Romantic art begins with its climax.”