pg. 24 ”How sad it is!”… “How sad it is I shall grow old, and horrible, and dreadful. But this picture will always remain young.”

pg. 25 “I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die. I am jealous of the portrait you have painted of me. Why should it keep what I must lose? Every moment that passes takes something from me, and gives something to it. Oh, if it were only the other way!”…

“This is your doing, Harry” said the painter bitterly.

pg. 34 “Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.”

pg. 53 “I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the to world hear our laughter, and grow sad. I want the breath of our passion to stir their dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain. My God…how I worship her.”

pg. 54 Lord Henry smiled, “People are very fond of giving away what they need most themselves.”

pg. 76 “I know what pleasure is,” cried Dorian Gray. “It is to adore someone.”

“That is certainly better than being adored.” he answered,

pg. 98 “The one charm of the past is that it is the past.”