Maud Muller looked and sighed: :Ah me!
That I the Judge's bride might be!
He would dress read more

Maud Muller looked and sighed: :Ah me!
That I the Judge's bride might be!
He would dress me up in silks so fine,
And praise and toast me at his wine."

There are no grades of vanity, there are only grades of ability in concealing it

There are no grades of vanity, there are only grades of ability in concealing it

"Vanitas vanitatum" has rung in the ears
Of gentle and simple for thousands of years;
The wail read more

"Vanitas vanitatum" has rung in the ears
Of gentle and simple for thousands of years;
The wail still is heard, yet its notes never scare
Either simple or gentle from Vanity Fair.

Vanity is as ill as ease under indifference as tenderness is
under a love which it cannot return.

Vanity is as ill as ease under indifference as tenderness is
under a love which it cannot return.

Vanity is as ill at ease under indifference as tenderness is under a love which it cannot return.

Vanity is as ill at ease under indifference as tenderness is under a love which it cannot return.

In the stress of modern life, how little room is left for that most comfortable vanity that whispers in our read more

In the stress of modern life, how little room is left for that most comfortable vanity that whispers in our ears that failures are not fault!

And not a vanity is given in vain.

And not a vanity is given in vain.

Self-love is the greatest of all flatterers.

Self-love is the greatest of all flatterers.

Vanity, like murder, will out.

Vanity, like murder, will out.