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"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. Mother, did you love my father as Prince Charming?"
I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die.Gençlik/Aşk
"...How long will you like me? Till I have my first wrinkle, I suppose. I know, now, that when one loses one's good looks, whatever they may be, one loses everything. Your picture has taught me that. Lord Henry Wotton is perfectly right. Youth is the only thing worth having. When I find that I am growing old. I shall kill myself."
Hallward turned pale and caught his hand. "Dorian! Dorian!" he cried, "don't talk like that. I have never had such a friend as you, and I shall never have such another. You are not jealous of material things are you?-- you who are finer than any of them!"
"I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die. I am jealous of the portrait you have painted of me. Why should it keep what I must lose? Every moment passes takes something from me and gives something to it. Oh, if it were only the other way! If the picture could change, and I could be always what I am now! Why did you paint it? It will mock me some day--mock me horribly!" The hot tears welled into his eyes; he tore his hands away and, flinging himself on the divan, he buried his face in the cushion, as though he was praying.
"Always! That is a dreadful word. It makes me shudder when I hear it. Women are so fond of using it. They spoil every romance by trying to make it last forever. It is a meaningless word, too. The only difference between a caprice and a lifelong passion is that caprice lasts a little longer."
O yaşıyor çünkü büyük ozanlar ölmez; her zaman var olmayı sürdürürler; yalnızca kanlı canlı aramızda dolaşma fırsatına gereksinimleri vardır. Ve şimdi bu fırsatı ona tanıma sırası sizde.
