You really must not allow yourself to become sunburnt.

It would be unbecoming." "What can it matter ?" cried Dorian Gray, laughing, as he sat down on the seat at the end of the garden.
"It should matter everything to you, Mr.Gray." "Why ?" "Because you have the most marvellous youth, and youth is the one thing worth having." "I don't feel that, Lord Henry." "No, you don't feel it now.

Some day, when you are old and wrinkled and ugly, when thought has seared your forehead with its lines, and passion branded your lips with its hideous fires, you will feel it, you will feel it terribly.

Now, wherever you go, you charm the world.
Will it always be so?
...

You have a wonderfully beautiful face, Mr.
Gray.