Oscar Wilde. The Picture Of Dorian Gray (№ 813)

The fate of people, physically or spiritually advanced, there is something fatal - the same rock on all through history the faltering steps of kings. It is better not to be different from others. In this world always remain in Barysh fools and freaks. They can sit quietly and watch the struggles of others. If they know nothing of victory, they are at least spared the knowledge of defeat. They live as ought to live all of us, without any worries, serene, indifferent. They do not kill and do not die from enemy hands... You are noble and wealthy, Harry, I have intelligence and talent, no matter how he was small, from Dorian gray and his beauty. And for all these gifts of the gods, we pay ever pay serious suffering.