I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die. I am jealous of the portrait you have painted of me. Why should it keep what I must lose? Every moment that passes takes something from me and gives something to it. Oh, if it were only the other way! If the picture could change,...

They say that hens do cackle loudest when there is nothing vital in the eggs they have laid.

Nothing is so at odds with prayer as vanity.

If you keep trying to do it all at once in a big blast way, you’ll end up not doing it at all

She was a handsome woman of forty-five and would remain so for many years.

Doesn’t matter how pretty you are. What’s important is how pretty you feel. No one feels pretty when they hear “no” often enough.

I believe the secret of the success of psychoanalysis resides in people’s vanity.

I would have chosen any other than this for my prison. A rhinoceros is as ugly as a human being, and it too is going to die, but at least it never thinks that it is beautiful.

The tyrant is a child of PrideWho drinks from his sickening cup Recklessness and vanity,Until from his high crest headlongHe plummets to the dust of hope.

Robert Ashford possessed one of the key character flaws necessary to a traitor. He thought he was smarter than everyone else. This allowed the overeducated career bureaucrat to sell out his own country, because he believed he knew what was best for his nation and its people.

Pretentiousness isn’t always just big words and meaningless jargon, but also pretty words that either when put into action don’t mean beans or hurt you in the long run. Oftentimes, the former appeals to the intellect whereas the latter appeals to the heart.

We think we are being interesting to others when we are being interesting to ourselves.

You are vain and wicked- as a genius should be.

At the end of the day, if pride is your greatest strength, turn it into vanity.

Confidence cannot escalate to arrogance, it only happens if the blood of pride is running through your veins.

What if this is a horrible mistake?” I croaked. “Oh, it’ll be horrible fine, just a bunch of pretentious rich people with shelves of expensive books they’ve never read.

But you are too lovely even to care to be kind as others are.

If pimps and thieves were invariably sentenced, all decent people would get to thinking they themselves were constantly innocent.

I have been merely oppressed by the weariness and tedium and vanity of things lately: nothing stirs me, nothing seems worth doing or worth having done: the only thing that I strongly feel worth while would be to murder as many people as possible so as to diminish the amount of consciousness in the world....

Life is how you brew it. Wake up, you have a story to tell. Don’t chase vain glory, your story will tell it. You owe it to yourself to write the lines of your story in the ink of purpose!

I’m not good, of course; I wouldn’t give a fig to be good. So it’s not vanity. It’s on a far grander scale; a splendid selfishness, – authorized, too; and papa and mamma brought me up to worship beauty, -and there’s the fifth commandment, you know.

It is in our faults and failings, not in our virtues, that we touch one another and find sympathy. We differ widely enough in our nobler qualities. It is in our follies that we are at one.

One altar forever is preserved, that whereon we burn incense to the supreme idol,–ourselves, our god is great, and money is his Prophet! We devastate nature in order to make sacrifice to him; we boast that we have conquered Matter and forget that it is matter that has forever enslaved us.

The courageous testimony of Dr. Faust that a maiden’s smile is more precious than history, philosophy, education, religion, law, politics,economics, and all the other branches of learning. Learning is another name for vanity. It is the effort of human beings not to be human beings.

Ecclesiastes would be quite unbearable were it not for Heavens eternity and its citizens”. ~R. Alan Woods [2013]

For as love is oftentimes won with beauty, so it is not kept, preserved, and continued, but by virtue and obedience.

Vanity is my favourite sin.

All is vanity.” ALL. This wilful world hath not got hold of unchristian Solomon’s wisdom yet.

I want to make something of myself. I believe it’s called a statue.

She was heartily ashamed of her ignorance – a misplaced shame. Where people wish to attach, they should always be ignorant. To come with a well−informed mind is to come with an inability of administering to the vanity of others, which a sensible person would always wish to avoid. A woman especially, if she have...

Vanity, thy name is vampire.

The true business of the philosopher, though not flattering to his vanity, is merely to ascertain, arrange and condense the facts.

Atheism being a proposition as unnatural as monstrous, difficult also and hard to establish in the human understanding, how arrogant soever, there are men enough seen, out of vanity and pride, to be the authors of extraordinary and reforming opinions, and outwardly to affect the profession of them; who, if they are such fools, have,...

Human vanity is so constituted that it stiffens before difficulties. The more an object conceals itself from our eyes, the greater the effort we make to seize it, because it pricks our pride, it excites our curiosity and it appears interesting. In fighting for his God everyone, in fact, fights only for the interest of...

She also considered very seriously what she would look like in a little cottage in the middle of the forest, dressed in a melancholy gray and holding communion only with the birds and trees; a life of retirement away from the vain world; a life into which no man came. It had its attractions, but...

Yes, be different, but not for the vanities of being different.

Look. Survey. Inspect. My hair is ruined! I look like a pan of bacon and eggs!

Whenever an occasion arose in which she needed an opinion on something in the wider world, she borrowed her husband’s. If this had been all there was to her, she wouldn’t have bothered anyone, but as is so often the case with such women, she suffered from an incurable case of of pretentiousness. Lacking any...

Social media has infected the world with a sickening virus called vanity.

Those who seek enjoyment in life are the ones that think that the world is a playground.

The alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had brought. Leafing through the pages, he found a story about Narcissus.The alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the...

If I really seem vain, it is that I am only vain in my ways—not in my heart. The worst women are those vain in their hearts, and not in their ways.

The Rose does not preen herself to catch my eye. She blooms because she blooms. A saint is a saint until he knows he is one.

You’ll forgive the flowery talk, won’t you? Our family does so love to be told they are beautiful. Vanity is an old and venerable habit.

Rome points theway to wealth and pleasure, power and knowledge. ButRome remains hungry. Just as you are hungry now.Search all you will for retribution or meaning to your life,but until you find God, you live in vain.

When you are in a room with Kurtis, whether its one or a hundred he is the only person that matters.

There’s a way of filming where you can get rid of the vanity and of trying to make something beautiful.

Killing animals to make a fashion statement = a sickening + cold-blooded vanity.

Vanity, right?” Nash reappeared in the living room with an open bag of potato chips. “I nominate my venerable brother. He likes to play hero, and one look at him should establish the vanity angle.””Nash!” I really shouldn’t have been surprised by the dig. But I was.”What?” He raised one brow at me in challenge....

The vanity of being known to be trusted with a secret is generally one of the chief motives to disclose it; for, however absurd it may be thought to boast an honour by an act which shows that it was conferred without merit, yet most men seem rather inclined to confess the want of virtue...