Modesty was made for the ugly.
Good heavens! what a foolish thing is this pretended perfectibility of the human race which is continually being dinned into our ears!
The word poet literally means maker: anything which is not well made doesn't exist.
Critical lice are like body lice, which desert corpses to seek the living.
Only that which serves no end is beautiful; everything useful is ugly.
Yes, the work comes out more beautiful from a material that resists the process, verse, marble, onyx, or enamel.