The Reality Of Beauty In Oscar Wilde's The Picture Of Dorian Gray

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Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump - … Silence, the guiding spirit to a journey’s end. It rings through my body with deafening madness as my heart reaches for that unrequited heartbeat with little to no avail. I settle on one of the wooden chairs in the dining room with tensed knees and sheltered shoulders, waiting for my father to make a sound at the opposite end of the table. We are engaged in nonverbal conflict, for in his eyes, I might have made a reputable mistake in the past week or so. His calloused hands drag against his eyebrows, and he has a strange look in his opaque eyes. My father appears lost in thought. I try to read his expression and body posture; nothing presents itself with blatant clarity, and ambiguity covers his face like a thin veil.…show more content…
Now, wherever you go, you charm the world. Will it always be so? … Every month as it wanes brings you nearer to something dreadful. Time is jealous of you, and wars against your lilies and your roses. You will become sallow, and hollow-cheeked, and dull-eyed. You will suffer horribly.... Ah! realize your youth while you have it.” As Wilde progresses the narrative, Dorian obsesses about his perfect image. His humanity fails to fend off imperfections and mistakes, and Dorian changes as a result. His skin begins to crack, his Adonis-like figure starts to soften, and his soul dives into a deep depression. In a last attempt at redemption, he mentally molds his environment into a replica of the past. The joy he once felt and the beauty he once depicted were plastered on the walls of his mind in a last ditch hope he could return to the way he

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