Тот, кто не прилагает ни малейших усилий, не смеет завидовать таланту. Неумехи даже не представляют, сколько времени и сил тратят умехи, чтобы добиться цели.
If you don’t want me ever to look at your picture again, I won’t. I have always you to look at.
Anyone you love must be wonderful.
Я люблю слушать сплетни о других, а сплетни обо мне меня не интересуют. В них нет прелести новизны.
He was sitting at the piano, with his back to them, and he was turning the pages of some music by Schumann.
Often, Dorian left dinner parties early and hurried home to see his portrait. Sometimes he went on holiday, then hurried home to see his portrait. Again, on returning home he himself would creep upstairs to the locked room, open the door with the key that never left him now, and stand, with
Perhaps his cruel talk about Sibyl Vane was just a mood that would pass away.
has taught me to know myself better.”
“Have you really a very bad influence, Lord Henry?
You can’t approve of it, possibly.”