The Picture of Dorian Gray

by: Oscar Wilde

Chapters 7–8

1

“Don’t talk like that about any one you love, Dorian. Love is a more wonderful thing than Art.” “They are both simply forms of imitation, remarked Lord Henry.”

2

Finally he came back, went over to the picture, and examined it. In the dim arrested light that struggled through the cream-colored silk blinds, the face appeared to him to be a little changed. The expression looked different. One would have said that there was a touch of cruelty in the mouth. It was certainly strange.

3

He seemed to have forgotten all that he had gone through. A dim sense of having taken part in some strange tragedy came to him once or twice, but there was the unreality of a dream about it.