What fervent love of herself would Virtue excite if she could be seen!
How much in love with himself, and that too without a rival!
Because that's what narcissism is all about; looking in the mirror everyday and thinking 'Damn, I'd like to shag myself.'
Just drawing back and drawing in; becoming narcissistic.
Self worship is different from self love.
By God, when you see your beauty you will be the idol of yourself.
New York loves itself in an unkind and fanatical way.
Narcissus is the glory of his race: For who does nothing with a better grace?.
