Портрет Доріана Грея

Preface

           Iknowthatperfectlywell. Indeed,Ishouldbesorrytolooklikehim. Youshrugyourshoulders? Iamtellingyouthetruth. Thereisafatalityaboutallphysicalandintellectualdistinction,thesortoffatality thatseemstodogthroughhistorythefalteringstepsofkings. Itisbetternottobedifferentfromone’sfellows. Theuglyandthestupidhavethebestofitinthisworld. Theycansitattheireaseandgapeattheplay. Iftheyknownothingofvictory,theyareatleastsparedtheknowledgeofdefeat. Theyliveasweallshouldlive,undisturbed,indifferent,andwithoutdisquiet. Theyneitherbringruinuponothers,noreverreceiveitfromalienhands. Yourrankandwealth,Harry;mybrains,suchastheyaremyart,whateveritmaybeworth;DorianGray’sgoodlooksweshallallsufferforwhatthegodshavegivenus,sufferterribly." 

           "DorianGray?Isthathisname?"askedLordHenry,walkingacrossthestudiotowardsBasilHallward. 

           "Yes,thatishisname.Ididn’tintendtotellittoyou." 

           "Butwhynot?" 

           "Oh,Ican’texplain. WhenIlikepeopleimmenselyInevertelltheirnamestoanyone.Itislikesurrenderingapartofthem. Ihavegrowntolovesecrecy.Itseemstobetheonethingthatcanmakemodernlifemysteriousormarvelloustous. Thecommonestthingisdelightfulifoneonlyhidesit. WhenIleavetownnowInevertellmypeoplewhereIamgoing.IfIdid,Iwouldloseallmypleasure. Itisasillyhabit,Idaresay,butsomehowitseemstobringagreatdealofromanceintoone’slife. Isupposeyouthinkmeawfullyfoolishaboutit?" 

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