When he entered, she looked at him, and an expression of infinite joy came over her.
The lad was infinitely dear to him, and his personality had been the great turning-point in his art.
And, yet, a feeling of infinite regret came over him, as he thought of her lying at his feet sobbing like a little child.
A sense of infinite pity, not for himself, but for the painted image of himself, came over him.
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.
Yet he could not help feeling infinite pity for the young man who had just made this strange confession to him.
There had been mad wilful rejections, monstrous forms of self-torture and selfdenial, whose origin was fear, and whose result was a degradation infinitely more terrible than that fancied degradation from which, in their ignorance, they had sought to escape, Nature in her wonderful irony driving the anchorite out to herd with the wild animals of the desert and giving to the hermit the beasts of the field as his companions.
Of such insolences and attempted slights he, of course, took no notice, and in the opinion of most people his frank debonair manner, his charming boyish smile, and the infinite grace of that wonderful youth that seemed never to leave him, were in themselves a sufficient answer to the calumnies (for so they called them) that were circulated about him.
There is always something infinitely mean about other people’s tragedies."
"Yes," answered Hallward, gravely, and with infinite sorrow in his voice,—"to see your soul.