But what's so great about being a perfectionist?... You do all this work, and then the stuff you've made just pisses you off.
It's far less important to me to be liked these days than to be understood.
I was suffering from the delusion that it's the thought that counts.
For that matter, thinking of one's self as exceptional is probably more the rule than not.
Expectations are dangerous when they are both too high and unformed.
Time itself made all things rare.