I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I am saying

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The Dragon-fly spread a pair of lovely gauze wings and soared away

“There is no good talking to him,” said a Dragon-fly, who was sitting on the top of a large brown bulrush; “no good at all, for he has gone away.”

“Well, that is his loss, not mine,” answered Rocket. “I am not going to stop talking to him merely because he pays attention. I like hearing myself talk. It is one of my greatest pleasures. I often have long conversations all by myself, and I am so clever that I sometimes don’t understand a single word of what I am saying.”

“Then you should certainly lecture on Philosophy,” said the Dragon-fly; and he spread a pair of lovely gauze wings and soared away into the sky.

“How very silly of him not to stay here!” said Rocket. “I am sure that he has not often got such a chance of improving his mind. However, I don’t care a bit. Genius like mine is sure to be appreciated some day”; and he sank down a little deeper into the mud.

by Oscar Wilde (16 October 1854 – 30 November 1900)
from his fairy tale The Remarkable Rocket
image – Peyman

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