You can ignore the opinions of others if you know your own worth, and a persistent delusion works equally well.
We all come into this world with our little egos equipped with individual horns. If we don’t blow them, who will?
What is personality but bias?
We are just deep enough to wish for depths.
When we can no longer tell ourselves that we are good, we tell ourselves that we are exceptional.
To regard oneself as the exception is the rule.
We wish, not to be understood, but to be misunderstood exactly as we misunderstand ourselves.
I owe my sublime indifference to awards, prizes, and all forms of official recognition to never receiving any.
We are all such good people, and do such horrid things.
History is the events leading up to my life; biography is the events leading up to my death.
We are such accomplished liars because we get so much practice on ourselves.