Портрет Дориана Грея

           "ButthinkofDorian’sbirth,andposition,andwealth.Itwouldbeabsurdforhimtomarrysomuchbeneathhim." 

           "Ifyouwanttomakehimmarrythisgirltellhimthat,Basil. Heissuretodoit,then. Wheneveramandoesathoroughlystupidthing,itisalwaysfromthenoblestmotives." 

           "Ihopethegirlisgood,Harry.Idon’twanttoseeDoriantiedtosomevilecreature, whomightdegradehisnatureandruinhisintellect." 

           "Oh,sheisbetterthangood—sheisbeautiful,"murmuredLordHenry,sippingaglassofvermouthandorange-bitters. "Doriansayssheisbeautiful;andheisnotoftenwrongaboutthingsofthatkind. Yourportraitofhimhasquickenedhisappreciationofthepersonalappearanceofotherpeople. Ithashadthatexcellenteffect,amongstothers. Wearetoseeherto-night,ifthatboydoesn’tforgethisappointment." 

           "Areyouserious?" 

           "Quiteserious,Basil. IshouldbemiserableifIthoughtIshouldeverbemoreseriousthanIamatthepresentmoment." 

           "Butdoyouapproveofit,Harry?"askedthepainter,walkingupanddowntheroom,andbitinghislip."Youcan’tapproveofit,possibly.Itissomesillyinfatuation." 

           "Ineverapprove,ordisapprove,ofanythingnow.Itisanabsurdattitudetotaketowardslife. Wearenotsentintotheworldtoairourmoralprejudices.