how you treat the fools of the world positively correlates to the quality of your character

it's a poor artist that blames his tools for a job poorly done

it's a fool who looks for logic in the chambers of the human heart

Ozymandias

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away

Percy

I saw a tramp last night
the way the old dog walked
with dotted, tired fur
down nobody’s alley
being nobody’s dog …
past the empty vodka bottles
past the peanut butter jars,
with wires full of electricity
and the birds asleep somewhere,
down the alley he went—
nobody’s dog
moving through it all,
brave as any army.

Bukowski

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The Passionate Shepherd to His Love