When Aunt Agatha sits down to the piano, she makes quite enough noise for two people." "That is very horrid to her, and not very nice to me," answered Dorian, laughing.
Lord Henry looked at him.

Yes, he was certainly wonderfully handsome, with his finely curved scarlet lips, his frank blue eyes, his crisp gold hair.

There was something in his face that made one trust him at once.

All the candour of youth was there, as well as all youth's passionate purity.

One felt that he had kept himself unspotted from the world.