I don't like false modesty.
If I started being braggy, my family would be like, 'Shut up, Maisie! Who cares? Get off the sofa.'
Modesty is a vastly overrated virtue.
I never wanted to come off as self-important.
We've got a thing called the 'tall puppy syndrome' in New Zealand, where if anyone is doing really well, it's quite common to try and bring them down - like, cut them down and say, 'You've been to the moon? So what? I mean, plenty of people have been to the moon.'
Let another man praise thee, and not thine own mouth
This Biblical injunction is almost never followed by politicians—even the most religious ones.
There is a very thin line between confidence and arrogance.
I think there's a fine line between confidence and arrogance.
False modesty can be worse than arrogance.
I could just sit back and get someone to spin my achievements, I suppose, but when I see others do it, I always think, 'Why are you telling me how successful you are?' I am always suspicious of those kinds of boasts.
Bragging about yourself violates norms of modesty and politeness - and if you were really competent, your work would speak for itself.
Modesty is the only sure bait when you angle for praise.
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