On his return he would sit in front of the picture, sometimes loathing it and himself, but filled, at other times, with that pride of individualism that is half the fascination of sin, and smiling, with secret pleasure, at the misshapen shadow that had to bear the burden that should have been his own.
– Oscar Wilde
The Picture of Dorian Gray, Chapter 11. For weeks Dorian would not go near the portrait in the locked attic room. Then occasionally after leaving the house to visit some "dreadful places," he would sit and look at the picture with a mixture of loathing and pleasure. Fascinated, he would smile at how the changing portrait had to bear the shame of his sins instead of him.