#vanity

The moral world has no particular objection to vice, but an insuperable repugnance to hearing vice called by its proper name. ↗

— William Makepeace Thackeray

#dishonesty #double-standards #morality #vice #vanity

guileless and without vanity,we were still in love with ourselves then. We felt comfortable in our own skins, enjoyed the news that our senses released to us, admired our dirt, cultivated our scars, and could not comprehend this unworthiness. ↗

— Toni Morrison

#vanity #love

But I begin to fancy you don't like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me. (Catherine Linton, nee Earnshaw) ↗

— Emily Brontë

#vanity #love

Which of us is happy in this world? Which of us has his desire? or, having it, is satisfied? ↗

— William Makepeace Thackeray

#humor #satire #vanity #humor

Beyond all vanities, fights, and desires, omnipotent silence lies. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#books #dejan-stojanovic #desires #fights #literature

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

— R. Alan Woods

#heaven #heavenly-rewards #r-alan-woods #vane #vanity

Amongst democratic nations men easily attain a certain equality of conditions: they can never attain the equality they desire. It perpetually retires from before them, yet without hiding itself from their sight, and in retiring draws them on. At every moment they think they are about to grasp it; it escapes at every moment from their hold. They are near enough to see its charms, but too far off to enjoy them; and before they have fully tasted its delights they die. ↗

— Alexis de Tocqueville

#equality #life #vanity #death

But a man's beauty represents inner, functional truths: his face shows what he can do. And what is that compared to the magnificent uselessness of a woman's face? Mersault was aware of this now, delighting in his vanity and smiling at his secret demons. ↗

— Albert Camus

#men #vanity #women #beauty

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, and I could be always what I am now! Why did you paint it? It will mock me some day—mock me horribly! ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#jealousy #vanity #beauty

He had the vanity to believe men did not like him – while men simply did not know him. ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#vanity #men