The world was full of people who would tell you what you wanted to hear. The valuable ones - the people worth holding on to - were those who told you what you needed to hear.
Fate whispers to the warrior, 'You cannot withstand the storm.' The warrior whispers back, 'I am the storm.'
...the more people ridicule you, the more you revel in your superiority over them. To you, the uninitiated are sheep. They're sleepwalking while you're fully awake - aware of the 'real' world and everything that's happening within it. No matter how many actual facts get launched at you, no matter how much data gets presented demonstrating how wrong you are, it doesn't matter.