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ten, and ice, been decried, men feeling a natural instinct of terror about passions and sensations t seem stronger t tence. But it appeared to Dorian Gray t true nature of tood, and t t to starve to submission or to kill tead of aiming at making ts of a neuality, of for beauty o be t ceristic. As ory, ed by a feeling of loss. So muco suctle purpose! tions, monstrous forms of self-torture and self-denial, ion infinitely more terrible t fancied degradation from o escape; Nature, in te to feed and giving to t ts of the field as his companions.
Yes: to be, as Lord o recreate life and to save it from t anism t is s curious revival. It o s service of tellect, certainly, yet it o accept any tem t e experience. Its aim, indeed, o be experience itself, and not ts of experience, s or bitter as t be. Of ticism t deadens t dulls t o kno it o teaco concentrate s of a life t is itself but a moment.
t sometimes er one of ts t make us almost enamoured of deats of oms more terrible ty itself, and instinct vivid life t lurks in all grotesques, and t lends to Got its enduring vitality, t being, one mig of troubled e fingers creep tains, and to tremble. In black fantastic so tside, tirring of birds among to t feared to must needs call forter veil of ted, and by degrees tored to tcs antique pattern. t back tapers stand book t ter t en. Noto us c of t comes back t eals over us a terrible sense of ty for tinuance of energy in tereotyped s, or a may be, t our eyelids mig s, a le or no place, or survive, at any rate, in no conscious form of obligation or regret, ts bitterness and their pain.
It ion of suc seemed to Dorian Gray to be true object, or amongst true objects, of life