They only thought of their emotions.

When they took lovers, it was merely to have some one with whom they could have scenes.

Lord Henry had told him that, and Lord Henry knew what women were.

Why should he trouble about Sibyl Vane?
She was nothing to him now.
But the picture?
What was he to say of that?
It held the secret of his life, and told his story.

It had taught him to love his own beauty.