You have filled my tea with lumps of sugar, and though I asked most distinctly for bread and butter, you have given me cake. I am known for the gentleness of my disposition, and the extraordinary sweetness of my nature, but I warn you, Miss Cardew, you may go too far.
Oscar WildeHow sad it is!" murmured Dorian Gray with his eyes still fixed upon his own portrait. "How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrible, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of Juneโฆ . If it were only the other way! If it were I who was to be always young, and the picture that was to grow old! For thatโfor thatโI would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give! I would give my soul for that!
Oscar Wilde