Character: Lord Harry Henry Watton. Page 1

- Harry! Sibyl vane is sacred for me!
- Only the sacred things worth touching, Dorian.

I adore simple pleasures. It is the last refuge of the complex natures.

You have no right to despair.

Who treats life as an artist, the brain is the soul.

Don't say "a beautiful affair" in life. You should say "first".

Simple field flowers wither, but they blossom again. Every year the green night of the leaves are light its purple stars. And to us the youth does not nourish. Youth! Youth! There is nothing equal to it!

Youth is the only wealth that should be protected... It makes kings of those who have it.

Love feeds on repetition and only repetition transforms simple desire into art. Moreover, every time when you fall in love, in love for the first time. The passion of change, but the passion always remains the one and only. The change only enhances it.

Nothing flatters female vanity as the reputation of a sinner.

Whenever people allow stupidity, he does it for the noblest of motives.
(The most absurd things man does is always from the noblest motives.)

She is a peacock in everything but beauty.

Better to adore than be adored. To tolerate someone adoration is boring and painful.

- You mean that, really, Harry?
- Quite serious, Basil. God forbid that I had to say ever be more serious than it is now.

However, I did not say that he was married. I only said that he was going to marry. This is not the same thing. For example, I clearly remember that they were married, but absolutely do not recall that I was going to do it. I am inclined to think that such intent I never had.