I like to have strong opinions with nothing to back them up with besides my primal sincerity. I like sincerity. I lack sincerity.
The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one’s real and one’s declared aims, one turns, as it were instinctively, to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish squirting out ink.
A sincere compliment is always grateful to a lady, so long as you don’t try to knock her down with it.