Henry:
 
 
 
 
 
Dorian:
Henry:
 
Basil:
Dorian (looks at the portrait):
 
 
Basil:
Dorian:

You are a wonderful creation. You have the most marvellous youth, and youth is the one thing worth having. Some day, when you are old and wrinkled and ugly you will feel it. The gods have been good to you. But what the gods give they quickly take away. Time is jealous of you. Don't squander the gold of your days. You are glad you have met me, Mr. Gray.
Yes, but shall I always be glad?
'Always' is a dreadful word. People are so fond of using it. Every romance is spoiled by trying to make it last forever.
The portrait is finished.
How sad. I shall grow old, but this picture will always remain young. If only it were the other way and I could always be young while the picture grew old. For that - for that - I would give my soul.
Don't you like it?
I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die.