[Like most people who experience a surge of sensation only to come crashing into dullness, Dorian is feeling a little delicate right now. Which is probably why he might start crying.] A miracle? What sort of miracle is it that a person will grow old and ugly and die? What miracle is it that I lose something essential at every passing moment? I'm a human, Toby.

[Wait. Oh no. Oh noooo. Horrified, he steps back.] I'm a human, and I have done what I shouldn't have.