Quotes About Ego

What she detested most was the absolute unselfconsciousness of her ego. It made no apologies, gave no quarter, and plunged on. It was unwholesome. She knew it would be impossible to tear it out, root and branch. She would have to work on it patiently, reason with it, distract it, maybe even threaten it.

There are no 'good' or 'bad' people. Some are a little better or a little worse but all are activated more by misunderstanding than malice. A blindness to what is going on in each other's hearts... Nobody sees anybody truly but all through the flaws of their own egos. That is the way we all see each other in life.

Don't! Pity! Your! Self! The wounds of vanity, the many offenses our egos have to endure, being housed in bodies that age and hearts that grow tired, are better accepted with a tolerant smile – like this! – You see?… Otherwise what you become is a bag full of curdled cream – leche mala as we call it! – attractive to nobody, least of all to yourself!

If the ego is not regularly and repeatedly dissolved in the unbounded hyperspace of the Transcendent Other, there will always be slow drift away from the sense of self as part of nature's larger whole. The ultimate consequence of this drift is the fatal ennui that now permeates Western Civilization.

Monotheism strenuously denies the need to return to a cultural style that periodically places the ego and its values in perspective through contact with a boundary-dissolving immersion in the Archaic mystery of plant-induced, hence mother-associated, psychedelic ecstasy and wholeness, what Joyce called the mama matrix most mysterious.

The Archaic Revival is a clarion call to recover our birthright, however uncomfortable that may make us. It is a call to realize that life lived in the absence of the psychedelic experience upon which primordial shamanism is based is life trivialized, life denied, life enslaved to the ego and its fear of dissolution in the mysterious matrix of feeling that is all around us. It is in the Archaic Revival that our transcendence of the historical dilemma actually lies.

Just like always, men are their own worst enemies.

When yo hold your nose so high in the air, you can't see where you are going.

Even our fears make us feel important, because we fear we might not be.

Modesty is only arrogance by stealth.

there's times when you look at the universe and you think 'What about me?' and you can just hear the universe replying, 'Well, what about you?

It is very easy to get ridiculously confused about the tenses of time travel, but most things can be resolved by a sufficiently large ego.

She was quivering with self-importance, like a small enraged football.

To be read. To be heard. To be seen. I want to be read, I want to be heard. I don't need to be seen. To write requires an ego, a belief that what you say matters. Writing also requires an aching curiosity leading you to discover, uncover, what is gnawing at your bones. Words have a weight to them. How you choose to present them and to whom is a matter of style and choice.

Awe is the moment when ego surrenders to wonder. This is our inheritance- the beauty before us. We cry. We cry out. There is nothing sentimental about facing the desert bare. It is a terrifying beauty.

It was napoleon who once observed how easy it is to win men over through flattery simply by bequeathing a title to them or pinning a metal or token on their chest.

In true love, there is no pride.

The source of suffering is a false belief in permanence and the existence of separate selves.

have you ever been in a conflict with someone who thought he was wrong?

Clyde was as vain and proud as he was poor

We are imprisoned in our small selves, thinking only of the comfortable conditions for this small self, while we destroy our large self.

Our moods fluctuate and we identify ourselves with these feelings. When we're sad, we say, I'm sad. When we're happy, we say, I'm happy. But our true person is not those things, nor is it something outside of them.

Only the person who is empty of self is happy; he has no jealousy, no hatred, no anger, because there is no self to compare.

I'm better than Jon Jones. I'm better than Sean Combs. I am even better than John Holmes.