You're dealing with the demon of external validation. You can't beat external validation. You want to know why? Because it feels sooo good.
Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half the time.
There are sadistic scientists who hurry to hunt down errors instead of establishing the truth.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
My pessimism extends to the point of even suspecting the sincerity of the pessimists.
Anger is never without Reason, but seldom with a good One.