Quotes About Ego

Narcissus does not fall in love with his reflection because it is beautiful, but because it is his. If it were his beauty that enthralled him, he would be set free in a few years by its fading.

Meditation is like the moon: it transforms the energy of lust into love, anger into compassion, greed into sharing, aggressiveness into receptivity, ego into humbleness.

Self-love is the source of all our other loves.

He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer.

It is not love that should be depicted as blind, but self-love.

Love can make a great celebration out of your life - but only love, not lust, not ego, not possessiveness, not jealousy, not dependence.

He who falls in love with himself will have no rivals.

If the Ego is hateful, Love your neighbor as yourself becomes a cruel irony.

Souls love. That's what souls do. Egos don't, but souls do. Become a soul, look around, and you'll be amazed-all the beings around you are souls. Be one, see one.

I'm a Bhakti, meaning I practice devotional yoga and the heart and love, so I say to people, start with your ego and go down to your heart.

Most people are ego-sensitive, not life-sensitive.

Give me the death of my soul. Intoxicate me with self-love.

The expression of vanity and self-love becomes less offensive, when it retains something of simplicity and frankness.

As long as the "I" is there, love cannot be. All that we call love is only desire, longing, passion and attachment; as long as ego is there, all these bind one.

If many people love me, then I must be important.

Love liberates. It doesn't just hold, that's ego. Love liberates.

Pride is a vice which pride itself inclines every man to find in others and overlook in himself.

What if the genetically superior male is actually a bit of a dickhead?

I thought of Patrick and the multitude of certificates on the wall of his apartment, and wondered at the male need to display achievements, like a peacock permanently shimmering his tail.

I just said I'm the greatest; I never said I was the smartest," he told reporters.

I vaguely mind people knowing anything I don't know. --Paul McCartney

The metaphor I use when I lecture on Freud is to think of the mind as a horse and buggy (a Victorian chariot) in which the driver (the ego) struggles frantically to control a hungry, lustful, and disobedient horse (the id) while the driver's father (the superego) sits in the back seat lecturing the driver on what he is doing wrong.

People are trying harder to look right than to be right.

Because like all psychopaths he was grandiose, and convinced of his own personal magnetism, assumed worship on the part of others.