To attempt to advise conceited people is like whistling against the wind.
Gold! gold! gold! gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold!
The biggest bore of all is he who is overflowing with congratulations
A moment's thinking is an hour in words.
Frost is the greatest artist in our clime - he paints in nature and describes in rime.
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way, Tormenting himself with his prickles.