And now, tell me about yourself and what you are painting." "You went to the opera ?" said Hallward, speaking very slowly and with a strained touch of pain in his voice.

"You went to the opera while Sibyl Vane was lying dead in some sordid lodging?
You can talk to me of other women being charming, and of Patti singing divinely, before the girl you loved has even the quiet of a grave to sleep in?
Why, man, there are horrors in store for that little white body of hers!" "Stop, Basil! I won't hear it!" cried Dorian, leaping to his feet.
"You must not tell me about things.

What is done is done.

What is past is past." "You call yesterday the past ?" "What has the actual lapse of time got to do with it?
It is only shallow people who require years to get rid of an emotion.

A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure.