Quotes About Selfishness

Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.

It matters not whether you win or lose: what matters is whether I win or lose.

The takers are the opposite. They are vampires who bring with them shadow. They suck from people. Drain energy from them. They seek sympathy, but are incapable of giving it. They wish to blame all their self-created ills on anyone they can pin them on, any excuse, any reason why they're not where they supposedly deserve to be. They bring the people around them down. Their wives, their children, their work colleagues, their communities. All they want is to take and never give.

Just because you can do something that may benefit yourself doesn't necessarily make it right to do so.

Selfish men make the best lovers. They're prepared to invest in the women's pleasures so that they can collect an even bigger dividend for themselves.

Sympathizing and selfish people are alike, both given to tears.

I can't get them in as well, you greedy little bastard.

Characters who engage in murder, sadistic cruelty, malignant selfishness or narcissism, dishonorable and dishonest acts, and obsessions with relative frivolities such as political intrigue and playing the game of thrones transgress against not just individuals but society itself.

lies, illusions, and self-serving excuses that cloud our minds make us less able to give and receive love.

Selfish children are just doing what they were taught!

belki onun tepkisi de benimki gibi olur, diyordum içimden. belki bütün bu cinayetleri asl?nda olduÄŸu gibi bencilce yap?lm?? bir kötülük olarak görmek yerine kötü, ac?kl? ve hatta pitoresk bir vahÅŸet olarak görürdü. (''ben hayatta her ÅŸeyi yapt?m,'' diye böbürlenmez miydi yaÅŸl? tolstoy, ''bir adam bile öldürdüm.'')

I don't think I really saw people except as appendages to my needs. It's only now, looking back, that I understand, but at the time I lived in a brilliantly lit haze, shifting and flickering according to my changing desires. Of course, that is only a description of being young.

Known he couldn't hurt her and she couldn't hurt him. Because neither of them gave a damn about anyone or anything except their own skins.

If you want it your own way, God will let you have it. Hell is the enjoyment of your own way forever.

It was the room of a woman without taste or moderation, who refused nothing and surrendered nothing, to whom the fact of possession had become the one steadfast reality in a world of loss and change.

I've just had an unhappy love affair, so I don't see why anybody else should have a good time.

Self-conceit may lead to self-destruction.

People often grudge others when they cannot enjoy themselves.

Every man for himself.

You are the patient one, Mademoiselle,' said Poirot to Miss Debenham. She shrugged her shoulders slightly. 'What else can one do?' You are a philosopher, Mademoiselle.' That implies a detached attitude. I think my attitude is more selfish. I have learned to save myself useless emotion.

Heather Badcock meant no harm. She never did mean harm, but there is no doubt that people like Heather Badcock (and like my old friend Alison Wilde), are capable of doing a lot of harm because they lack - not kindness, they have kindness - but any real consideration for the way their actions may affect other people. She though always of what an action meant to her, never sparing a thought to what it might mean to somebody else.

It's so dreadfully easy...killing people… And you begin to feel that it doesn't matter…That it's only you that matters! It's dangerous...that.

She's very selfish. Not exactly self-centered, but totally indifferent to everyone and everything. Don't you agree?' 'I don't think that's possible,' said Mr Satterthwaite, slowly. 'I mean everyone's interest must go somewhere.

But Amyas was like all the Crales, a ruthless egoist. He loved Caroline but he never once considered her in any way. He did as he pleased.