Quotes About Ego

Every time we start thinking we're the center of the universe, the universe turns around and says with a slightly distracted air, "I'm sorry. What'd you say your name was again?"

I used to spend a lot of time just thinking about myself, thinking that the party started when I showed up.

The only time anyone's admitted they were a Christian before was when they were busy telling me why they're better than me.

I have a gigantic ego and need to be at the top of the pile and be doing amazingly well; also, at the same time, I'm just pleased to be anywhere.

A knave thinks himself a fool, all the time he is not making a fool of some other person.

Nobody who's really using his ego, his real ego, has any time for any goddam hobbies

Is there a meditation that is not the ego trying to become? Is meditation conscious if every effort implies time?

Any time you talk about your own stuff you sound self-aggrandising.

Donald Trump just needs the ego fed all the time.

Infinity: Time on an ego trip.

Look. I was a superhero in the '90s. I said so at the time. McCartney, Weller, Townshend, Richards, my first album's better than all their first albums. Even they'd admit that.

We [England] have become all Billy Big Time and become too big for our boots, and yet we have got nothing to shout about

He who refuses praise the first time that it is offered does so because he would hear it a second time.

Power is like the bright and shining silver globe, Your Majesty. You won it and now you hold it easily. You see yourself reflected in its silver surface, you see youth and beauty and adoring crowds. And then, suddenly, the spikes! Your hands impaled upon the silver, shining globe. Not so easy to hold on to now, is it, sire? Not so easy to look on your reflection and see it smeared with blood! But you must hold on to it and endure the pain.

Even if I am twisted and warped." Raistlin's voice rose with harsh arrogance. "Yes, I am smarter than you—all of you. And someday I will prove it! Someday you—with all your strength and charm and good looks—you, all of you, will call me master!

one thing I've learnt is never to underestimate the confidence of the most unremarkable of men.

I had thought the only person Neil loved was himself. That he probably shouted his own name when he was coming.

There is, inside all our heads, the ego's rabid attack dog. It is purely vicious toward others and toward ourselves as well. Learning to control that dog, and ultimately to end its life, is the process and purpose of enlightened relationships.

How odd that we spend so much time treating the darkness, and so little time seeking the light. The ego loves to glorify itself by self-analysis, yet we do not get rid of darkness by hitting it with a baseball bat. We only get rid of darkness by turning on the light.

We think we're powerful because of what we've achieved rather than because of what we are.

Forgiveness is "selective remembering"—a conscious decision to focus on love and let the rest go. But the ego is relentless—it is "capable of suspiciousness at best and viciousness at worst.

The wicked stepmother, which is the ego, can put the Sleeping Beauty or Christ within us to sleep, but she can never destroy it. What is created by God is indestructible.

Before the Prince can save the damsel in distress, he has to slay the dragons that surround her castle. So do we all. Those dragons are our demons, our wounds, our egos, our brilliant ways of denying love to ourselves and others. The ego's patterns have to be rooted out, detoxed from our system, before the pure love within us can have a chance to come forth.

If I'm convinced that I'm not good enough, I will have a difficult time accepting someone into my life who thinks I am. It's the Groucho Marx syndrome of not wanting to like anyone who would want me in their club. The only way that I can accept someone's finding me wonderful, is if I find myself wonderful. But to the ego, self-acceptance is death.