Society is now one polished horde formed of two mighty tries the Bores and Bored.
Men are so willing to respect anything that bores them.
I begin with the principle that all men are bores. Surely no one will prove himself so great a bore as to contradict me in this.
The want of logic annoys. Too much logic bores. Life eludes logic and everything that logic alone constructs remains artificial and forced.
The age of chivalry is past. Bores have succeeded to dragons.
Thus the poet's word is beginning to strike forcefully upon the hearts of all men while absolute men of letters think that they alone live in the real world.