2
" His habit of reading isolated him: it became such a need that after being in company for some time he grew tired and restless; he was vain of the wider knowledge he had acquired from the perusal of so many books, his mind was alert, and he had not the skill to hide his contempt for his companions' stupidity. They complained that he was conceited; and, since he excelled only in matters which to them were unimportant, they asked satirically what he had to be conceited about. He was developing a sense of humour, and found that he had a knack of saying bitter things, which caught people on the raw; he said them because they amused him, hardly realising how much they hurt, and was much offended when he found that his victims regarded him with active dislike. The humiliations he suffered when he first went to school had caused in him a shrinking from his fellows which he could never entirely overcome; he remained shy and silent. But though he did everything to alienate the sympathy of other boys he longed with all his heart for the popularity which to some was so easily accorded. These from his distance he admired extravagantly; and though he was inclined to be more sarcastic with them than with others, though he made little jokes at their expense, he would have given anything to change places with them. "
― W. Somerset Maugham , Of Human Bondage
6
" There was a basic harmony between Antonia and her mistress [Mrs. Harling]. They had strong, independent natures, both of them. They knew what they liked, and were not always trying to imitate other people. They loved children and animals and music, and rough play, and digging in the earth. They liked to prepare rich, hearty food and to see people eat it; to make up soft white beds and to see youngsters asleep in them. They ridiculed conceited people and were quick to help unfortunate ones. Deep down in each of them there was a kind of hearty joviality, a relish of life, not over-delicate, but very invigorating. I never tried to define it, but I was distinctly conscious of it. I could not imagine Antonia's living for a week in any other house in Black Hawk than the Harlings. "
― Willa Cather
13
" I felt Alec's glare so I turned to look at him and smiled when I found him all but drilling holes into me with his eyes." If looks could kill, I'd be dead," I joked." My pretty eyes won't harm you, don't worry." Conceited much?" Did you just call your own eyes pretty?" Alec devilishly grinned then and it made me slightly uneasy." No, you said I have pretty eyes." Was he high?" Are you in your right mind? I have never said you have pretty eyes-" " Yes, you have. Right before you fell asleep. You said I have pretty eyes." I felt my face heat up.It was the shite he gave me to knock me out that said that, not me!" Did I say anythin' else?" I murmured.Alec leaned in close to me and whispered is a slow, seductive voice, " You said you like my voice, my abs, and my ass." I audibly gasped. " I did not!" Alec snickered. " You did." I was mortified, absolutely mortified!" I hate you right now. "
15
" To keep me from becoming conceited because of these surpassingly great revelations, there was given me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, " My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong. "