Quotes About Vanity

And although thus short, we shorten many ways, Living so little while we are alive; In eating, drinking, sleeping, vain delight So unawares comes on perpetual night, And puts all pleasures vain unto eternal flight.

I was sorry for her; I was amazed, disgusted at her heartless vanity; I wondered why so much beauty should be given to those who made so bad a use of it, and denied to some who would make it a benefit to both themselves and others. But, God knows best, I concluded. There are, I suppose, some men as vain, as selfish, and as heartless as she is, and, perhaps, such women may be useful to punish them.

I know this kind of person. I've known them all my life. They get the sympathy of others with what passes for insecurity. But what really motivates them is a vanity so immense most of us can not conceive of it. Insecurity is simply a disguise.

Lascia che ti dica qualcosa su tua madre, sebbene non abbia mai avuto il piacere d'incontrarla. Conosco quel tipo di persona. Ne ho conosciute per tutta la mia vita. Ottengono la simpatia degli altri grazie alla loro apparente insicurezza. Ma ciò che veramente li motiva è una vanità così immensa che la maggior parte di noi non riuscirebbe neppure a immaginarla. L'insicurezza è semplicemente una maschera.

I rot on the wall, my own Dorian Gray.

Psychotherapy Frank Koerselman for years. It was about what he called "the pampered society." He wrote that modern man suffered from too much vanity and a lack of self-reflection and had forgotten how to deal with frustrations and setbacks in a healthy way.

modern man suffered from too much vanity and a lack of self-reflection and had forgotten how to deal with frustrations and setbacks in a healthy way.

The book says, 'Vanity Fair - a story without a hero.' Becky is effectively the protagonist, the hero we follow. But she is flawed. Becky is a subject of her own time.

Narcissism is the part of my personality that I am the least proud of, and I certainly don't like to see it highlighted in everybody else I meet.

Ta näis sõnatult ütlevat: Vaadake mind. Ma olen oma panuse andnud. Ma olen kaunis. See minu ilu on midagi täiesti ebatavalist. Ma olen loodud inimeste rõõmuks. Aga mis ma ise sellest saan? Kus on minu tasu? See oligi viimase kümne aasta peamine muutus; ja see tegelikult oligi tema tasu - see teda igavesti saatev nõiduslik nukrus, mis läks otse südamesse ja võttis sõnad suust; see andis tema ilule täiuse.

Her life was the significant pause between two glances in a mirror. ( paraphrased from The Beautiful and Damned)

If you spend your life sparing people's feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you can't distinguish what should be respected in them.

Good manners are an admission that everybody is so tender that they have to be handled with gloves. Now, human respect—you don't call a man a coward or a liar lightly, but if you spend your life sparing people's feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you can't distinguish what should be respected in them.

THE VOICE: (to BEAUTY) Your life on earth will be, as always, the interval between two significant glances in a mundane mirror.

Bright unused beauty still plaugued her in the mirror.

Each night when she prepared for bed she smeared her face with some new unguent which she hoped illogically would give back the glow and freshness to her vanishing beauty.

the very vanities that had not long ago been contemptible weaknesses

Oh, the enormous conceit of the man!

No, Amory objected. I've lost half my personality in a year. Not a bit of it! scoffed Monsignor. You've lost a great amount of vanity and that's all.

He was enough older than Nicole to take pleasure in her youthful vanities and delights, the way she paused fractionally in front of the hall mirror on leaving the restaurant, so that the incorruptible quicksilver could give her back to herself.

But I believe you are absolutely incapable of jealousy except as hurt vanity.

Probably more than any concrete vice or failing Amory despised his own personality - he loathed knowing that to-morrow and the thousand days after he would sell pompously at a compliment and sulk at an ill word like a third-rate musician or a first-class actor.

I've just finished a book of his, 'The Picture of Dorian Gray,' and I certainly wish you'd read it. You'd like

Andava flertando com ideias rançosas, como se a vaidade física já não alimentasse seu coração despótico.