When one is frank, one's very presence is a compliment.
I am hard to disgust, but a pretentious poet can do it
Blessed the geniuses who know / that egomania is not a duty.
Excess is the common substitute for energy.
The mind is an enchanting thing is an enchanted thing, like the glaze on a katydid-wing subdivided by sun till the nettings are legion.
They fought the enemy, we fight fat living and self-pity. Shine, o shine, unfalsifying sun, on this sick scene.