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"He won’t like you better for keeping your promises.He always breaks his own" - Basil (About Henry)

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"He won’t like you better for keeping your promises.He always breaks his own" - Basil (About Henry)

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"She trembled all over and shook like a white narcissus. Then she flung herself on her knees and kissed my hands." -Dorian

- White connotes purity and innocence- suggests Sibyl does not yet know how beautiful she is
-White narcissus flower is seen to represent awareness and inner reflection

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"Ah! that is one of Henry's views isn't it Mr Gray?" - Lady Henry

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"Ah! that is one of Henry's views isn't it Mr Gray?" - Lady Henry

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Dorian is becoming more absorbed in Henry and others are begining to notice. Furherore, Lady Henry calls him "Mr Gray" instead of Dorian like the rest of the cast.

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Dorian's arms fell to his side. Paralysed with terror, he did not know what to do. Suddenly a wild hope flashed across his brain. "Stop," he cried. "How long ago is it since your sister died? Quick, tell me!"

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‘One 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’

- aestheticism
- extent of value of youth
- influence - lord henry imposing his ideas and beliefs into Dorian

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"Dorian Gray hurried along the quay through the drizzling rain. His meeting with Adrian Singleton had strangely moved him, and he wondered if the ruin of that young life was really to be laid at his door, as Basil Hallward had said to him with such infamy of insult"

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" Is is not good for ones morals to see bad acting. Besides, I dont suppose you will want your wife to act, so what does it matter if she plays juliet like a wooden doll"
LH

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"You have thrown it all away, you are shallow and stupid. My God! how mad i was to love you! What a fool I have been! You are  nothing to me now, I will never see you again. I will never think of you" - Dorian to Sybil

- Feels no remorse to that he may have played a part in her death
-He's become too self obsessed and lost all empathy to others

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‘ his eyes were full of tears as he knew he was safe’

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‘ the man who had been shot in the thicket was James Vane’

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‘ a terrible hope fluttered past him’

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‘ I wish I could love’
‘I am too much concentrated on myself’
Dorian

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‘I have no terror of death. It is the coming of death that terrifies me’ Dorian

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‘The wretched peasant who just died is better off than I am’ Dorian

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‘Ennui, Dorian. That is the one sin for which there is no forgiveness’ LH

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‘It would not look well to carry on’ LH

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‘‘Don’t shoot it Geoffrey, let it live’

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‘In what a wild hour of madness he had killed his friend’

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‘The mask of youth had saved him’
Disguise
Been young for so long James Vane won’t believe that he is Dorian.

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‘There was something terribly logical in the imagination’
Sweeping statements to make himself feel better.

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‘Sick with a wild terror of dying, and yet indifferent to life itself’
Dorian doesn’t want to die but doesn’t really want to live

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"A crooked smile, like a Malay crease, writhed across the face of one of the women. "We are very proud to-night," she sneered."

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"It is said that passion makes one think in a circle. Certainly with hideous iteration the bitten lips of Dorian Gray shaped and reshaped those subtle words that dealt with soul and sense, till he had found in them the full expression, as it were, of his mood, and justified, by intellectual approval."

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"They moved like monstrous marionettes and made gestures like live things. He hated them. A dull rage was in his heart. As they turned a corner, a woman yelled something at them from an open door, and two men ran after the hansom for about a hundred yards. The driver beat at them with his whip."

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"To cure the soul by means of the senses, and the senses by means of the soul."

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"Dim and wavering as was the wind-blown light, yet it served to show him the hideous error, as it seemed, into which he had fallen, for the face of the man he had sought to kill had all the bloom of boyhood, all the unstained purity of youth. He seemed little more than a lad of twenty summers, hardly older, if older indeed at all, than his sister had been when they had parted so many years ago. It was obvious that this was not the man who had destroyed her life."

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"His soul, certainly, was sick to death. Was it true that the senses could cure it? Innocent blood had been spilt. What could atone for that? Ah! for that there was no atonement; but though forgiveness was impossible, forgetfulness was possible still, and he was determined to forget, to stamp the thing out, to crush it as one would crush the adder that had stung one."

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"The coarse brawl, the loathsome den, the crude violence of disordered life, the very vileness of thief and outcast, were more vivid, in their intense actuality of impression, than all the gracious shapes of Art, the dreamy shadows of Song."

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"Lord Henry's casual questioning had made him lose his nerve for the moment"

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"Lord Henry's casual questioning had made him lose his nerve for the moment"

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Bringing back the eye motif from earlier chapters

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"'Yes.' He answered. Then he bit his lip. "No I didn't mean that. I didn't go to the club"

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"'Yes.' He answered. Then he bit his lip. "No I didn't mean that. I didn't go to the club"

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Dorian is a bad liar, and trying to form a facade to the "inquisitive" Lord Henry is going to be a challenge which he isn't ready for.

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Henry is completly seflish, cursing a man and his father for wanting to spend planned time with eachother instead of suddenly spending time with him.

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"She is very clever, too clever for a  woman"

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"She is very clever, too clever for a  woman"

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I'm starting to get bored of writing that Lord Henry is sexist-

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“There was a wild recklessness of gaiety in his manner as he sat at table, but now and then a thrill of terror ran through him when he remembered that, pressed against the window of the conservatory, like a white handkerchief, he had seen the face of James Vane watching him.”

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“ ‘Ah! Then, you never really love, Mr. Gray’ answered the Duchess with mock sadness”

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“We women, as someone says, love with our ears, just as you men love with your eyes, if you ever love at all.”

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“Ugliness is one of the seven deadly virtues, Gladys. You, as a good Tory, Must not underrate them. Beer, the Bible, and the seven deadly virtues have made England what she is.”

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He felt a wild longing for the unstained purity of his boyhood - his rose-white boyhood

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"Lady Narborough hit him with her fan 'Lord Henry, I am not at all surprised that the world say you are extremley wicked'"

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"Lady Narborough hit him with her fan 'Lord Henry, I am not at all surprised that the world say you are extremley wicked'"

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Lord Henry's opinions are heard by many, meaning his negative reputaition precedes him, possibly also effecting Dorian's

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"What nonesense people talk about happy marriges! - A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her!"

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"What nonesense people talk about happy marriges! - A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her!"

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Lord Henry still preaches anti-marital views, after telling Dorian he should get married.
Hypocracy.

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"Don't tell me that you have exhausted life. When a man says that, one knows that life has exhausted him."

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"Don't tell me that you have exhausted life. When a man says that, one knows that life has exhausted him."

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"Those finely shaped fingers could have never have clutched a knife for sin, nor those smiling lips have cried out on god."

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"Those finely shaped fingers could have never have clutched a knife for sin, nor those smiling lips have cried out on god."

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Helenic ideals dictate that beautiful people cannot be sinners, the belief that lead to Dorian's downfall into sin.

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Despite agreeing and repeating most of Harry's ideals, Dorian can still disagree with some of his more outlandish statements.

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" Dorian Gray smiled. There was a curl of contempt in his lips."

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" ' Yes,' he continued, coming closer to him, and looking steadfastly into his stern eyes, I shall show you my soul. You shall see the thing that you fancy only God can see. "

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It feels instinctively that manners are of more importance than morals.

Wealth and family allows people to look over scandal to a certain extent.

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His great wealth was a certain element of security.

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"Said Dorian Gray, bitting his lips, with a note of infinite contempt in his voice."

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",but you were a man whom no pure-mined girl should be allowed to know, and whom no chaste women should sit in the same room with."

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Curious stories became current about him after he had passed his 25th year.

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Those who had been most intimate with him appeared after a time, to shun him. Women who had wildly adored him, were seen to grow pallid.

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It was rumoured of him once that he was about to join the Roman Catholic communion; and certainly the Roman ritual had always been a great attraction for him.

Catholic Church is more decorative, ceremonial and beautiful which would appeal to Dorian’s aesthetic values and also confession and donation allow your sins to be forgiven.

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As Lord Henry prophesied, a new hedonism that was to recreate life and to save it from that harsh, uncomely Puritanism that is having, in our own day, a curious revival.

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Life itself was the first, the greatest, of the arts.

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Men would whisper in corners, or pass him with a sneer, or look at him with cold, searching eyes, as though they were determined to discover his secret.

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They saw Dorian Gray as the true realisation of a type of which they had often dreamed in Eton or Oxford days.

Dorian is the scholarly, upper class Brit ideal, he is Grecian in his beauty and English in his manners.

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He had mad hungers that grew more ravenous the more he fed them.

The adjective “ravenous” suggests there is something animalistic in these “mad hungers” that Dorian is feeling and that the things he is hungry for are less than respectable and morally correct.

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He mocked the misshapen body and the failing limbs.

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The signs of sin or the signs of age.

Dorian sees sinning as something that happens with aging and that it is inevitable .

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He grew more and more enamoured of his own beauty, more and more interested in the corruption of his own soul.

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Looking now at the evil and aging face on the canvas and now at the fair young face that laughed back at him from the polished glass.

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"She lived her finest tragedy. She was always a heroine"

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His mere presence seemed to recall to them the memory of innocence that they had tarnished.

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A beautiful woman risking everything for a mad passion - narrator

Foreshadowing Dorians own future
Nature vs nurture
Influenced by his mother's own personal pursuit of pleasure - hedonism

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There was something in the purity of his face that rebuked them.

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Strange rumours crept through London and became the chatter of clubs, could not believe anything to his dishonour when they saw him.

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" 'To exhibit it! You want to exhibit it?' exclaimed Dorian Gray, a strange sense of terror creeping over him."

Dorian's questioning why Basil wants to exhibit the painting and has a sense of paranoia over him with "strange sense of terror creeping" by personify the noun "terror" suggest that Dorian is afraid of his exposure to his corruption and gothic imagary with the words of "strange" and "terror ".

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The whole book seemed to him to contain the story of his own life written before he had lived it.

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He had them bound in different colours so that they might suit his various moods.

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For years Dorian Gray could not free himself from the influence of this book.

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He would be safe. That was everything.

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Like the gods of the Greeks, he would be strong, and fleet, and joyous.

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When the blood crept from its face, and left behind a pallid mask of chalk with leaden eyes, he would keep the glamour of boyhood.

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If the picture was to alter, it was to alter. That was all. Why inquire too closely into it?
For there was to be a real pleasure in watching it.
He was to be able to follow his mind into secret places.

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"You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream."

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Eternal youth, infinite passions, pleasures subtle and secret, wild joys and wilder sins- he was to have all these things. DG

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"It was the strangest book that he had ever read. It seemed to him that in exquisite raiment, and to the delicate sound of flutes, the sins of the world were passing in dumb show before him. Things that he had dimly dreamed of were suddenly made real to him. Things of which he had never dreamed were gradually revealed."
Narration

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"I was dominated, soul, brain and power by you"

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"I can’t explain it to you, Basil, but I must never sit to you again. There is something fatal about a portrait. It has a life of its own."
DG

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"When the sound of footsteps had died away, Dorian locked the door and put the key in his pocket. No one would ever look upon the horrible thing, No eye would ever see his shame"
Narration

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" I should like to have something more of her than the memory of a few kisses and some broken pathetic words"

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"The sins of the world were passing in dumb show before him"
Narration

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I am afraid that women appreciate cruelty, downright cruelty, more than anything else. They have wonderfully primitive instincts. LH

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" Cry of terror broke from Dorian Gray's lips and he rushed between the painter and the screen"

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Never trust a woman who wears mauve, or a woman over 35 who wears pink ribbons.
LH

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"His hands were cleched,and the pupils of his eyes were like blue disks of fire."

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"There were passions inside of him that would find their terrible outlet, dreams that would make the shadows of their evil real"
narration

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It seems to me like a wonderful ending to a wonderful play. It has all the terrible beauty of a Greek Tragedy.

Dorian romanticises Sibyl’s death and sees it as an extension of her theatrical career.
Another mention of Greece as the ideal of aesthetics.

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She had no right to kill herself. It was selfish of her. DG

- He has lost his purity and innocence
- Resorted to blaming others
- Not taking into account his own feelings as well as others

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I can’t bear the idea of my soul being hideous DG

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He drew the screen aside an saw himself face to face.

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Was it true? Had the portrait really changed? DG

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We live in an age when unnecessary things are our only necessities.

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"you have killed my love, you used her to stir my imagination. Now you dont even stir my curosity. You simply produce no effect"
DG