Wilhelm Reich Quotes

It is difficult for men in high office to avoid the malady of self-delusion. They are always surrounded by worshipers. They are constantly, and for the most part sincerely, assured of their greatness.

I'm like one of those little chihuahua's that thinks they're ten feet tall.

Egotism - usually just a case of mistaken nonentity.

I was invincible, at least that's what I wanted you to think, and I wanted me to think it, too.

He had delusions of adequacy.

My biggest fear is looking weak, girly, and pathetic.

Vanity working on a weak head, produces every sort of mischief.

Illusions of grandeur are not the same as visions of greatness.

Anyone who says they are a hard man - they aren't.

Donald Trump is a lost soul wandering this Earth. He's been led down the Willy Loman path and believes his own hype. He's serving his little self and his little ego; otherwise, why would he need to overcompensate so much?

Pretentiousness was probably my substitute for actual confidence.

The weak can be terrible because they try furiously to appear strong.

Those who suffer from an exaggerated sense of their own ability and accomplishment are continually subject to frustration, disappointment, and rage when reality intrudes and the world doesn't validate their idealized view of themselves.

It is very often nothing but our own vanity that deceives us. Women fancy admiration means more than it does. And men take care that they should.

Every one at the bottom of his heart cherishes vanity; even the toad thinks himself good-looking,--"rather tawny perhaps, but look at his eye!

Sometimes our weakness is considered strength, and we take delight in borrowed greatness.

The two biggest self-deceptions of all are that life has a 'meaning'and each of us is unique.

He thought others were small; that was his greatness.

Should I, after tea and cakes and ices, Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis? But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed, Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter, I am no prophet--and here's no great matter; I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker, I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, And in short, I was afraid.

When you grow up", I said, "do you ever stop feeling little and weak?" "No," she says. "There's always a little frail and tiny thing inside, no matter how grown-up you are.

It's hard to know whether to laugh or to cry at the human predicament. Here we are with so much wisdom and tenderness, and—without even knowing it—we cover it over to protect ourselves from insecurity. Although we have the potential to experience the freedom of a butterfly, we mysteriously prefer the small and fearful cocoon of ego.

No man who says, 'I'm as good as you,' believes it. He would not say it if he did.

A man's own vanity is a swindler that never lacks for a dupe.

Is there any vanity greater than the vanity of those who believe themselves without it?