Difference of object does not alter singleness of passion." "Besides, each time that one loves is the only time one has ever loved. "To get back one's youth one has merely to repeat one's follies." "Then commit them over again," he said, gravely. "Can you remember any great error that you committed in your early days, Duchess?" he asked, looking at her across the table. "what brings you out so early? I thought you dandies never got up till two, and were not visible till five." -A new personal favorite. "Ah! this Morning! You have lived since then." "I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their good intellects." "Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is far the best ending for one." "Yes she is a peacock in everything but beauty." I suppose you think me awfully foolish about it?" It is a silly habit, I dare say, but somehow it seems to bring a great deal of romance into one's life. When I leave town now I never tell my people where I am going.
The commonest thing is delightful if one only hides it. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvelous to us. When I like people immensely I never tell their names to any one. Or were newly underlined on the second pass through. Now these are lines that stick out still to me. Why had I highlighted these lines? Do they still mean the same thing to me, as they did when I first took note of them, enough to highlight them? I still love all of those lines. Re-reading this masterpiece and coming upon these highlighted lines was possibly more interesting than the book this time. "You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know." In the wild struggle for existence, we want to have something that endures, and so we fill our minds with rubbish and facts, in the silly hope of keeping our place."
That accounts for the fact that we all take such pains to over-educate ourselves. "If they know nothing of victory, they are at least spared the knowledge of defeat." Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face." "But beauty, real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins. "It is silly of you, for there is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about."
When I first read this book in the fruitless years of my youth I was excited, overwhelmed and a blank slate (as Dorian is, upon his first encounter with Lord Henry) easily molded, persuaded, influenced, etc.Ĭertain Wildisms (Wildeisms?) would take my breath away.
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