“I’m a logician. No matter how wrong I am, I can always convince myself I am right.”

“When so many hours have been spent convincing myself I am right, is there not some reason to fear I may be wrong?”

“Where so many hours have been spent in convincing myself that I am right, is there not some reason to fear I may be wrong?”

“It is not right if I am wrong. But if I am young, and right, what does my age matter?”

“I came here to be happy, and I’m going to be happy. If I smile, then maybe I can convince my body just how happy I am.”

“It occurs to me to devise mental tests on myself to see if I am who I think I am, but then I think, “I am who I think I am, or I probably am, and a test I conceive and answer about myself isn’t a way to test if I’m another person pretending to be me, because no matter how I answer I’ll answer like myself, thus falsely proving to myself that I am who I think I am.” No, what I need is for my clone to create and administer the test.”