I don't like false modesty.
Modesty is a vastly overrated virtue.
If I started being braggy, my family would be like, 'Shut up, Maisie! Who cares? Get off the sofa.'
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.'
There is a very thin line between confidence and arrogance.
Let another man praise thee, and not thine own mouth
This Biblical injunction is almost never followed by politicians—even the most religious ones.
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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