1 The lad started, as if awakened from some dream.
2 Things of which he had never dreamed were gradually revealed.
3 When they opened, the mist of a dream had passed across them.
4 Motionless, and as one in a dream, sat Dorian Gray, gazing at her.
5 Things that he had dimly dreamed of were suddenly made real to him.
6 He had dreamed of her as a great artist, had given his love to her because he had thought her great.
7 You became to me the visible incarnation of that unseen ideal whose memory haunts us artists like an exquisite dream.
8 There were passions in him that would find their terrible outlet, dreams that would make the shadow of their evil real.
9 Life is a question of nerves, and fibres, and slowly built-up cells in which thought hides itself and passion has its dreams.
10 A dim sense of having taken part in some strange tragedy came to him once or twice, but there was the unreality of a dream about it.
11 If one puts forward an idea to a true Englishman--always a rash thing to do--he never dreams of considering whether the idea is right or wrong.
12 I loved you because you were marvellous, because you had genius and intellect, because you realized the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art.
13 The man had to touch him twice on the shoulder before he woke, and as he opened his eyes a faint smile passed across his lips, as though he had been lost in some delightful dream.
14 But he suddenly started up, and closing his eyes, placed his fingers upon the lids, as though he sought to imprison within his brain some curious dream from which he feared he might awake.
15 To you at least she was always a dream, a phantom that flitted through Shakespeare's plays and left them lovelier for its presence, a reed through which Shakespeare's music sounded richer and more full of joy.
16 It was true that as one watched life in its curious crucible of pain and pleasure, one could not wear over one's face a mask of glass, nor keep the sulphurous fumes from troubling the brain and making the imagination turbid with monstrous fancies and misshapen dreams.
17 Indeed, there were many, especially among the very young men, who saw, or fancied that they saw, in Dorian Gray the true realization of a type of which they had often dreamed in Eton or Oxford days, a type that was to combine something of the real culture of the scholar with all the grace and distinction and perfect manner of a citizen of the world.
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