Quotes About Ego

Love asks for nothing. Only personalities want something.

My ego doesn't need soothing. I don't want him soothing anything of mine, including you.

Stripping away my ego and accepting my truth even if it's not who I want to see. Makes me want to be better when it's exposed. It's very vulnerable and exhilarating.

Universally, not only in Israel, people want to feel good about themselves. We all want to feel good to some extent.

Men always want to be remembered whereas women realize that requires being dead.

Am I an ego on legs? No I am not. Do I want to be seen out there all the time saying everything? No, I don't.

Even when you self-destruct, you want to fail more, lose more, die more than others, stink more than others.

The ego wants to want more than it wants to have. And so the shallow satisfaction of having is always replaced by more wanting.

Only the fool wants to go into battle to beat someone for the satisfaction of beating someone.

He who humbles himself wants to be exalted.

What's with you all, anyway? You jam a stick up your own arse then preen at how tall and straight your standing.

Were I not so self-centered, I'd be intrigued. - Tehol Beddict

It was pathetic, the raving accusations of an ego blind to its own lies.

Men. It's all about saving face. Every argument, every duel, every battle, every war. You would level a world to keep from being made to look a fool. And so you shall.

He had once believed that all of existence was under the benign control of a caring omnipotence, after all. And crickets exist to sing us to sleep, too. There was no telling what other foolishness might have crept into his young, naive brain all those millennia ago. No longer, of course. Things end. Species die out. Faith in anything else was a conceit, the product of unchained ego, the curse of supreme self-importance.

You damned fool, woman. Look at me. I'm alone. Once, I wasn't in a hurry to change that. And then, one day I woke up, and it was too late. Now, alone gives me my only peace, but it ain't a pleasant peace. You two loved each other - any idea how rare and precious that is? You broke yourself and broke him too, I'd think. Listen to me - go find him, Apsalar. Find him and hold onto him - now whose ego tortures itself, eh? There you are, thinking that change can only go one way.

Look, universal consciousness only works when everybody's on the same page. But no one's ever on the same page. So instead you've got all these fragmented slices of consciousness, each one stuffed into this tiny brain, none of them capable of even recognizing any other consciousness as being just as legitimate as their own, and so the whole thing turns into this giant ego-wank.

None of us can ever humble ourselves too much.

Jealousy and pride were equally vain.

Conspiracy theories may also allow people to feel that they possess rare, important information that other people do not have, making them feel special and thus boosting their self-esteem.

Always try to be modest, and be proud of it!

You are a fool! He is not Daniel, and you will never be me!

I lay down among the the rocks, and they were gold and crimson like a royal tomb. I saw wonderous shapes rise from the fumes, twisting and curling like cats about me. They breathed upon me and filled me with fire. I saw myself leading armies. I saw myself killing men, and in my heart I felt a fierce glee. I saw myself ridding the world of all that was worthless.

Used as he was to commanding attention, it did not rest well with him to be contradicted.