Myrtle Reed Quotes

For, to conceited men, all other men are admirers.

Egotism is the tongue of vanity.

I'm vain.

Conceit is vanity driven from all other shifts, and forced to appeal to itself for admiration.

In a vain man, the smallest spark may kindle into the greatest flame, because the materials are always prepared for it.

In the midst of a world of light and love, of song and feast and dance, [Lucifer] could find nothing to think of more interesting than his own prestige.

I loathe narcissism, but I approve of vanity.

I have a lot of vanity.

I am self-centred. I just adore myself.

I mean, I don't like anyone who likes themselves too much.

An egotist is a person of low taste - more interested in himself than in me.

Pampered vanity is a better thing perhaps than starved pride.

Vanity can apply to both insecurity and egotism.

I never want to be that person again, that Vanity.

Conceit is a disease That the doctors got no cure They've done a lot of research on it But what it is, they're still not sure.

Provided a man is not mad, he can be cured of every folly but vanity; there is no cure for this but experience, if indeed there is any cure for it at all.

How much in love with himself, and that too without a rival!

Many said selfishness was the flaw of our modern age; but then self-conceit emerged from a corner of the deepest hell to join selfishness.

Vanity, indeed, is the very antidote to conceit; for while the former makes us all nerve to the opinion of others, the latter is perfectly satisfied with its opinion of itself.

Vanity was the beginning and the end of Sir Walter Elliot's character; vanity of person and of situation. He had been remarkably handsome in his youth; and, at fifty-four, was still a very fine man. Few women could think more of their personal appearance than he did, nor could the valet of any new made lord be more delighted with the place he held in society. He considered the blessing of beauty as inferior only to the blessing of a baronetcy; and the Sir Walter Elliott, who united these gifts, was the constant object of his warmest respect and devotion.

Vanity well fed is benevolent. Vanity hungry is spiteful.

There is no folly of which a man who is not a fool cannot get rid except vanity; of this nothing cures a man except experience of its bad consequences, if indeed anything can cure it.

Vanity is a confounded donkey, very apt to put his head between his legs, and chuck us over; but pride is a fine horse, that will carry us over the ground, and enable us to distance our fellow-travelers.

If vanity does not entirely overthrow the virtues, at least it makes them all totter.

There's no such thing as intelligent vanity. It's an instinct. And you'll never find a man who is not first and foremost vain.