We revile vanity in others for it supposes separateness where the one in self-regard imagines himself to be of a higher station than the one who bears witness.
We revile it in ourselves because we know it cannot stave off death.
We do, however, put up with our own vanity and secretly adore the hit for in its most delicate form it is the colorful, romantic expression of our consciousness.
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That's billiant.
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