Quotes About Superficiality

I thought if only I had a keen, shapely bone structure to my face or could discuss politics shrewdly or was a famous writer Constantin might find me interesting enough to sleep with.

You'd be surprised at the things that look great on the outside but are dysfunctional on the inside. Be sure to function as good as you look

People tend to react to other people in wholesale rather than in detail, right? He's a minister, so I hate him. She's beautiful, so I like her. One month later you wake up and realize you have nothing in common with the woman.

In human character, simplicity doesn't exist except among simpletons.

Anyone who finds himself incapable of grasping the complexities of a work hides his withdrawal behind the most superficial pretext because he has not gotten past the surface.

Se creen sabios porque han juntado un montón de libros y se lo han comido. Me da risa, porque en realidad son buenos muchachos y viven convencidos de que lo que estudian y lo que hacen son cosas muy difíciles y profundas. En el circo es igual, y entre nosotros es igual. La gente se figura que algunas cosas son el colmo de la dificultad, y por eso aplauden a los trapecistas.

Todo es superficial, nena, todo es epi-dér-mico.

Seldom do people discern Eloquence under a threadbare cloak.

We're in a period where society seems very attracted to flash, and that seeps into people's musical taste.

This is a world," he said, "in which each of us, knowing his limitations, knowing the evils of superficiality, will have to cling to what is close to him, to what he knows, to what he can do, to his friends and his tradition and his love, lest he be dissolved in a universal confusion and know nothing and love nothing. . . .

We never actually have serious conversations about anything for more than 20 seconds. So there's a beautiful superficiality to our relationship which sometimes gets covered up by all the genuine affection flowing back and forth.

We buy our way out of jail but we can't buy freedom,We buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need them,Things we buy to cover up what's inside.

The allegedly 'classy' magazines often seem to be in an endless, undeclared competition to see who can climb furthest up the fundament of Gwyneth Paltrow or Jennifer Lopez.

I should hate to be a regular girl with a sugar-plum voice. I should hate to have swan-like lashes, and a thick, sooty neck. I sound as though I'm joking, I know, but I should truly hate to be like Leanne, so charming and ordinary and stuffed with clichéd feelings. I'm glad I'm the ice maiden. Who wants to be crying over every stray dog? Not I. Scratch my surface and what do you see? More surface.

Let's hope she's like the others, who look only at the surface. Let's hope she'd never think that a girl with black-velvet eyes and cut-glass cheekbones could be a witch.

Remember: You're the girl with nothing below the surface. Scratch it and what do you find? More surface.

The love we give is often impetuous, beguiled by superficial things, and if those things alter, it could fade. Familiarity alone can be enough to exhaust our enthusiasm.

All it comes down to is this: I feel like shit but look great.

Dag na dag, een deel van iedere nacht, zaten wij naast elkaar als vreemden. Glimlachende maskers en levenloze opgevulde pronkgewaden: markies en markiezin van Pescara.

La gente que interfería en tu vida siempre lo hacía por tu bien, y finalmente me di cuenta de que lo que querían era que te sometieras por completo, que no te diferenciaras del modelo superficial comúnmente aceptado y que después te difuminaras como lo haría un viajante en un convención, del modo más aburrido y estúpido que se puede imaginar.

Our clinging to the opinions of others reveals how superficial we are. We have little to stand on. We have to be kept alive by adulation and praise. Those who are deeply rooted in the love of God can enjoy human praise without being attached to it.

We know but few man, a great many coats and breeches.

As with our colleges, so with a hundred modern improvements; there is an illusion about them; there is not always a positive advance. The devil goes on exacting compound interest to the last for his early share and numerous succeeding investments in them. Our inventions are wont to be pretty toys, which distract our attention from serious things. They are but improved means to an unimproved end, an end which it was already but too easy to arrive at; as railroads lead to Boston or New York.

La inmensa mayoría son hombres de sociedad. Viven en la superficie, les interesa lo transitorio y lo breve. Son como madera de deriva en al riada. Sólo piden las novedades: la espuma y la cochambre del mar eterno.