The sum of human knowledge spread before you like a banquet, free, at the touch of a screen, and with everything to choose from, you attend to — each other.
We all come into this world with our little egos equipped with individual horns. If we don’t blow them, who will?
There’s nothing wrong with narcissism that better narcissists can’t fix.
All authors dream of a posthumous reputation, none of posthumous sales.
It is a terrible shock to learn how much less the world thinks of you than you think of yourself, and no one ever truly recovers.
Confession is vanity’s last resort.
The worst never lack for self-esteem.
It is first necessary, if you wish to save the world, to eliminate anyone who can save himself.
Good requires the willingness, now and then, to look bad.
History, for the progressive, is a bottomless source of self-regard. He reads of past men and past deeds, and thinks, “If only they were more like us!”
Conversation gets especially high praise from people who never shut up.