Quotes About Superficiality

They looked shallow, self-absorbed. And a small, strangled part of me envied them.

Someone Hot is sometimes can't be the person they appear to be- except for their hotness... that cannot be denied.

What annoys me most is that it takes no effort to be born beautiful, no hard work, no mental agility, no strength of character. Just dumb luck. And yet it's a universal currency, often mistaken for moral superiority.

the money that was scattered around me like an uninteresting garnish.

There is no moonlight in the Moon. It is same for the fame! Celebrity shines only from the distance!

There's no point in swanning through and being cool as a breeze in every scene. It's not really that interesting. Even if you're a superhero.

Crystal and Starbucks had saved my life. Saved me from my pursuit of empty symbols, but also my anxiety about a fear-filled superficial life that hadn't been, in the end, helpful or even enjoyable for me

Traumatizing agents include the rise of mass culture and the subsequent diminishing of the individual soul, the spread of rampant materialism, and the rise of "connective" technologies that contribute to deep disconnections while "linking" people at surface levels of life.

You're like the figures you display in your shop. A beautiful thing, shiny in sunlight, but at the core—poured metal, cold stone.

People still think what you look like is who you are.

Youth, beauty, strength: the criteria for physical love are exactly the same as those of Nazism.

Hollywood is like being nowhere and talking to nobody about nothing.

It's easy to judge only on the superficial. It takes a lot more time and work to truly understand.

O pai ensinara-a a não julgar ninguém por coisas tão superficiais: o que um homem vestia ou possuía nada tinha que ver com o seu coração e caráter.

Ce oameni excepÅ£ionali trec pe lâng? noi, anonimi, ÅŸi noi admir?m prosteÅŸte atâÅ£ia neghiobi, numai pentru c? au vorbit de ei presa ÅŸi "opinia public?", numai pentru c? le-a popularizat numele politica ÅŸi literatura.

You're buying into this celebrity bullshit? Don't you know it's all a facile celebration of commerce and mediocrity?

There was Donald Trump. He had his name on gold-plated buildings and was the star of his own reality show. He had more than anyone could ever dream of, but as he stabbed his phone with his odd little orange fingers he looked like the saddest man on the planet.

There is nothing I detest so much as the contortions of these great time-and-lip servers, these affable dispensers of meaningless embraces, these obliging utterers of empty words, who view every one in civilities

A funny thing, the simple pretty ones disintegrate when they drink, the clever handsome ones become more beautiful, their sex comes to the surface.

Elizabeth feared that because of her looks, she was doomed to meet men with unreasonably high self-images and no depth, the kind that dogged movie actresses and models. Men who were superficial to begin with, and existentially boring in that which they sought, and thus ultimately unsatisfying and unworthy of respect of interest.

The telegraph may have made the country into "one neighborhood," but it was a peculiar one, populated by strangers who knew nothing but the most superficial facts about each other.

The vulgar crowd always is taken by appearances, and the world consists chiefly of the vulgar.

Once I was a scuba diver in a sea of words. Now I zip along the surface like a guy on a Jet Ski.

They look normal, but they don't feel a goddamn thing, don't know happy from sad from a hole in the ground. They walk around smiling and frowning and pretending to feel shit, and think everyone else out there is pretending, too. No one's real to these guys, you know what I mean? I don't mind telling you, Torvingen, they scare the crap out of me.