In literature mere egotism is delightful.

“Most people live for love and admiration. But it is by love and admiration that…”

“you met me, flattered me, and taught me to be vain of my good looks. One day yo…”

“And Sleep will not lie down, but walksWild-eyed and cries to Time.”

“It is the uncertainty that charms one. A mist makes things wonderful.”