Quotes About Ego

Another spiritual suggestion for remaining calm is to refrain from trying to control everyone around you. The more controlling you are, the more you'll get lost in ego land and removed from your spirit.

Choosing self-love challenges the collective paradigm of guilt and shame that has controlled us for thousands of years. If we go the route of the ego, we'll never feel worthy of self-love. If we choose to live our Spirit, we'll be instantly liberated.

Humans, as a rule, were doggedly determined not to believe in the experiences of anyone but themselves.

Too much self-esteem, thought Simon: the real curse of our age.

My experience as a police inspector has taught me that many people are able to regard themselves with inordinate fondness, no matter what heinous crimes they have committed. They care only about how they look to others, and whether they can get away with it.

If she had been willing to listen, Poirot might have told her that he would be unlikely to cooperate with any man who considered himself to be the cleverest man in England for as long as he, Hercule Poirot, resided in London.

Surely, to think your own the only wisdom, and yours the only word, the only will, betrays a shallow spirit, an empty heart.

those, who are believed to be most self—abased and humble, are generally in reality the most ambitious and envious

I am very happy Because I have conquered myself And not the world. I am very happy Because I have loved the world And not myself.

In their dreams at night, people wander around as long as they sleep; just so, they are under the power of the snake Maya, as long as their hearts are filled with ego and duality.

The world is burning in the fire of desire, in greed, arrogance and excessive ego.

The body is dust; the wind speaks through it. Understand, O wise one, who has died. Awareness, conflict and ego have died, but the One who sees does not die.

When the body is filled with ego and selfishness, the cycle of birth and death does not end.

Serving the Guru, I have found eternal peace; my ego has been silenced and subdued.

Happiness is never your own; it is where the 'I' is not. It is beyond your reach; you have only to reach out beyond yourself and you will find it.

As long as you imagine yourself to be something tangible and solid, a thing among things, you seem short-lived and vulnerable, and of course you will feel anxious to survive. But when you know yourself to be beyond space and time you will be afraid no longer.

You get the picture. The marvelous thing about the human ego is that each one is slightly different. Deep inside you, there's an enormously objectionable force yearning to leap forth and spew toxic goo all over the place. Let it flow!

I remain too impressed with Freud's vision of the human animal's compromise with existence--the defense or deflection of our ego in knowledge of ourselves from what there is to know about ourselves--to suppose that a human life can get itself without residue into the clear.

Freud (1921), without referring to the general systems implications of his assertion, spelled out this mechanism clearly: ". . . the individual gives up his ego ideal and substitutes for it the group ideal embodied in the leader" (page 78, Group Psychology).

Well more than two thirds of the press releases from Douglas MacArthur's command reference only one person – himself.

the taller you are, the more selfish you are.

[Referring to people who are critical of others:] You are not extinguishing the bright lights of mankind, you're simply burying yourself in an unmarked grave.

It is a law of life that human beings, even the geniuses among them, do not pride themselves on their actual achievements but that they want to impress others, want to be admired and respected because of things of much lower import and value.

He was, like everyone of a strongly erotic disposition, twice as good, twice as much himself when he knew that women liked him, just as many actors find their most ardent vein when they sense that they have cast their spell over the audience, the breathing mass of spectators before them.