When the decadent Lord Henry Wotton warns the irresistible young Dorian Gray that he really should not get sunburnt, his forthcoming remarks regarding youth and beauty are unashamedly brash, but correct none the less. In the opinion of this poster no truer words have been written about ageing. Don’t worry, I’ll be getting to his remarkable sermon shortly. Someone who has only recently come to the realisation that beauty in a person is only temporary and reached that threshold where beauty is is now a thing of the past, I couldn’t have been more impressed with this wonderful monologue written by Oscar Wilde from his Gothic horror and fable The Picture of Dorian Gray.
I found myself pondering whether my younger beautiful self would have been as receptive to these words as I am now today.
In a previous post, I wrote about my favourite short story called The Happy Prince also written by Oscar Wilde. A fellow blogger Ashokwahi recommended that I read Oscar Wilde’s only full-length novel The Picture of Dorian Gray. Part-way through reading it, I found myself jotting down the page numbers of my favourite quotes because they were too profound to just let pass by. One such instance was Lord Wotten’s words about beauty and youth. I am indebted to Ashokwahi for his marvelous recommendation! So without further to do I present to you this passage from Oscar Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Gray: