To have taste is to have too much confidence in it.
We all come into this world with our little egos equipped with individual horns. If we don’t blow them, who will?
Wrath, Greed, Sloth, Pride, Lust, Envy, Gluttony, and Sanctimony.
Some are stingier with praise out of high principle than any are, out of avarice, with money.
Some accept praise reluctantly, as if not quite able to believe that others can discern their subtle yet profound merit.
It is only out of politeness that most writers cite someone else as their favorite author.
We reserve our warmest admiration, not for what is utterly beyond us, but for what we secretly believe we might have done ourselves on our very best day.
Being bad at math does not make you good at art.
An American has no betters, as far as he knows.
Salieri was a lot better at music than you are at anything.
You can ignore the opinions of others if you know your own worth, and a persistent delusion works equally well.