The Picture of Dorian Gray

Question

The text describes *The Picture of Dorian Gray* as a "philosophical novel." What specific philosophical questions or ideas do you anticipate Wilde explores through Dorian's "Faustian pact" and the sacrifice of his soul for eternal youth, and how might the concept of a decaying portrait illuminate these inquiries?

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The provided passages suggest that Wilde will explore the philosophical implications of eternal youth and the consequences of sacrificing one's soul for it. Dorian Gray expresses a desire to remain always young, stating, "I would give my soul for that!" [3]. He wishes for the portrait to grow old while he remains youthful [3, 4]. This "Faustian pact" implies a trade-off: Dorian gains eternal youth and infinite pleasures, while the portrait bears the burden of his shame and potential moral decay [2].

The decaying portrait serves as a visual manifestation of Dorian's soul and the consequences of his choices. It is anticipated that the portrait will alter with every mood and sin Dorian yields to, becoming a "monstrous and loathsome thing" [2]. This illuminates the inquiry into the nature of beauty, youth, and morality, suggesting that external beauty can be preserved at the expense of inner corruption, with the portrait acting as a stark and horrifying testament to this sacrifice. The passages indicate a profound sympathy or connection between Dorian and the picture, where the portrait's alteration is linked to Dorian's experiences and desires [5].

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was that such beauty was destined to fade! ... And Basil? From a psychological point of view, how interesting he was! The new manner in art, the fresh mode of looking at life, suggested so strangely by the merely visible presence of one who was unconscious of it all; the silent spirit that dwelt in dim woodland, and walked unseen in open field, suddenly showing herself, Dryadlike and not afraid, because in his soul who sought for her there had been wakened that wonderful vision to which alone are wonderful things revealed; the mere shapes and patterns of things becoming, as it were,…
Passage [72]
again at the picture. He felt that the time had really come for making his choice. Or had his choice already been made? Yes, life had decided that for him—life, and his own infinite curiosity about life. Eternal youth, infinite passion, pleasures subtle and secret, wild joys and wilder sins—he was to have all these things. The portrait was to bear the burden of his shame: that was all. A feeling of pain crept over him as he thought of the desecration that was in store for the fair face on the canvas. Once, in boyish mockery of Narcissus, he had kissed, or feigned to kiss, those painted…
Passage [204]
June.... If it were only the other way! If it were I who was to be always young, and the picture that was to grow old! For that—for that—I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give! I would give my soul for that!” “You would hardly care for such an arrangement, Basil,” cried Lord Henry, laughing. “It would be rather hard lines on your work.” “I should object very strongly, Harry,” said Hallward. Dorian Gray turned and looked at him. “I believe you would, Basil. You like your art better than your friends. I am no more to you than a green…
Passage [53]
from his hair. The life that was to make his soul would mar his body. He would become dreadful, hideous, and uncouth. As he thought of it, a sharp pang of pain struck through him like a knife and made each delicate fibre of his nature quiver. His eyes deepened into amethyst, and across them came a mist of tears. He felt as if a hand of ice had been laid upon his heart. “Don’t you like it?” cried Hallward at last, stung a little by the lad’s silence, not understanding what it meant. “Of course he likes it,” said Lord Henry. “Who wouldn’t like it? It is one of the greatest things in…
Passage [52]
t! For a moment, he thought of praying that the horrible sympathy that existed between him and the picture might cease. It had changed in answer to a prayer; perhaps in answer to a prayer it might remain unchanged. And yet, who, that knew anything about life, would surrender the chance of remaining always young, however fantastic that chance might be, or with what fateful consequences it might be fraught? Besides, was it really under his control? Had it indeed been prayer that had produced the substitution? Might there not be some curious scientific reason for it all? If thought could…
Passage [205]

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