We are incredibly heedless in the formation of our beliefs, but find ourselves filled with an illicit passion for them when anyone proposes to rob us of their companionship. It is obviously not the ideas themselves that are dear to us, but our self-esteem, which is threatened.

Our goal, simply stated, is to be the best.

Each of us is great insofar as we perceive and act on the infinite possibilities which lie undiscovered and unrecognized about us.

Curiosity is idle only to those who fail to realize that it may be a very rare and indispensable thing.

There is nothing else anything like so interesting to ourselves as ourselves.

Few of us take the pains to study the origin of our cherished convictions.

We find it hard to believe that other people's thoughts are as silly as our own, but they probably are.