hedonism

He sent him to bed, and threw himself down on the sofa in the library, and began to think over some of the things that Lord Henry had said to him. He felt a wild longing for the unstained purity of his boyhood—his rose-white boyhood, as Lord Henry had once cal...

They give us, now and then, some of those luxurious sterile emotions that have a certain charm for the weak. They are simply cheques that men draw on a bank where they have no account.” “Harry,” cried Dorian Gray, coming over and sitting down beside him, “why ...