The Picture of Dorian Gray

Then he looked at Lord Henry. “Dorian Gray is my dearest friend,” he said. “He has a simple and a beautiful nature. Your aunt was quite right in what she said of him. Don’t spoil him for me. Don’t try to influence him. Your influence would be bad. The world is wide, and has many  marvellous people in it. Don’t take away from me the one person that makes life absolutely lovely  to me, and that gives to my art whatever wonder or charm it possesses. Mind, Harry, I trust you.”  He spoke very slowly, and the words seemed wrung out of him almost against his will.