Цитаты из книги Портрет Дориана Грея - страница 16

Sin is a thing that writes itself across a man's face. It cannot be concealed.

Perhaps in nearly joy, as certainly in every pleasure, cruelty has its place.

Perhaps one should never put one's worship into words.

The one charm of the past is that is the past. But women never know when the curtain has fallen. They always want a sixth act, and as soon as the interest of the play is entirely over they propose to continue it.

One can always be kind to people about whom one cares nothing.

It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution.

Women were better suited to bear sorrow than men.

Women inspire us with the desire to do masterpiece, and always prevent us from carrying them out.

I never approve, or disapprove, of anything now. It is an absurd attitude to take towards life. We are not sent into the world to air our moral prejudices.

All that is really demonstrated was that our future would be the same us our past, and that the sin we had done once, and with loathing, we would do many times, and with joy.