Pride is his pity, artifice his praise
A mask his virtue, and his fame a blaze;
Insult his charity, his friendship fear,
And nothing but his vanity, sincere.
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Pride is his pity, artifice his praise
A mask his virtue, and his fame a blaze;
Insult his charity, his friendship fear,
And nothing but his vanity, sincere.
“The minute you settle down and say, that’s it, I’m closing shop, I know what I am, then you’re a man, no longer a man-child. Is it really better to be a man-child than a man? I don’t know.”
John Cassavetes