Chapter VII.
” What a place to find one’s divinity in! said Lord Henry….”Yes,” answered Dorian Gray. “It was here I found her, and she is divine beyond all living things. When she acts you will forget everything. These common, rough people, with their coarse faces and brutal gestures, become quite different when she is on the stage. They sit silently and watch her. They weep and laugh as she wills them to do. She makes them as responsive as a violin. She spiritualizes them, and one feels that they are of the same flesh and blood as one’s self.”… To write like Oscar Wilde (dreaming).littleraventhepoet.blog
Frankie The Earthman 