dorian gray quotes and critics Flashcards
women are a …… sex
women are a decorative sex
why didn’t you tell me the only thing worth loving ….
why didn’t you tell me the only thing worth living is an actress
without your art
without your art, you are nothing
simply a wonderful ending
simply a wonderful ending to a wonderful play
he became more enamoured in his beauty
he became more and more enamoured in his own beauty, more and more interested in the corruption of his soul
the joy of a caged bird
the joy of a caged bird was in her voice
he would seek to
he would seek to dominate him
the only way to get rid of a temptation
the only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it
a new hedonism
a new hedonism, that is what our century wants
i would give my
i would give my soul for that: dorian gray and faustian pact
you simply produce
you simply produce no effect
i can’t bear the idea
i can’t bear the idea of my soul being hideous
as long as i live
the personality of dorian gray will dominate me
men represent the mind
men represent the mind over morals
it’s sordid sinners
it’s sordid sinners and its splendid sins
he had mad hungers
he had mad hungers that grew more ravenous as he fed them
if this man wrongs my sister
if this man wrongs my sister, i will find out who he is, track him down and kill him like a dog. i swear it
for every sin he committed
a stain would fleck and wreck its fairness
i want to place her
i want to place her on a pedestal of gold and see the world worship the woman who is mine
it has all the terrible
it has all the terrible beauty of a greek tragedy
those who find ugly meanings
in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming
to influence a person
to influence a person is to give one’s soul
what does sybil vane call dorian
prince charming
beautiful sins, like beautiful things
beautiful sins like beautiful things are the privilege of the rich
why didn’t you tell me the only thing
worth loving is an actress
without your art
you are nothing
white purity
of boyhood
he had mad hungers
that grew ravenous as he fed them
beautiful sins, like beautiful things
are a privilege of the rich
he would seek to
dominate him
there was something about dorian
that charmed everybody
with your red rose youth
and your rose white boyhood
this portrait would be to him
the most magical of mirrors
it was a poisonous
book
there was something in the purity
of his face that rebuked him
sin is a thing
that writes itself across a man’s face
there was something in its expression
that filled him with disgust and loathing
let this be a warning
to you not to take vengeance in your own hands
it was not until they examined
the rings that they recognised who it was
a exclamation broke
from the painter’s lips
the heavy odour of incense seemed to
cling about its pages and to trouble the brain
with the air of
a greek young martyr
nothing can cure the soul
but the senses
be always searching
for new sensations
the sense of his own beauty
came on him like a revelation
to get back one’s youth
one has merely to repeat one’s follies
talking to him was like
playing upon a exquisite violin
men marry because
they are tired
behind every exquisite thing that existed
there was something very tragic
her death has all the pathetic
uselessness of martyrdom, all its wasted beauty
