Chess is a matter of vanity.
The act of love. . . is a confession. Selfishness screams aloud, vanity shows off, or else true generosity reveals itself.
My vanity and narcissism will never let me go too far.
While you are still beautiful and life still woos, it is such a fine gesture of disdainful pride to jilt it.
That something so obvious as the vanity of the world should be so little recognized that people find it odd and surprising to be told that it is foolish to seek greatness; that is most remarkable.
hurt vanity is one of the cruelest of mortal wounds.
It's the bane of both the news and sports businesses, both electronic and print - 'You heard it here first!' Who cares? That's nothing but a vanity play. If it's not right, it's garbage.
It's always our touches of vanity that manage to betray us.
O vanity! you are the lever by means of which Archimedes wished to lift the earth!
Incivility is not a Vice of the Soul, but the effect of several Vices; of Vanity, Ignorance of Duty, Laziness, Stupidity, Distraction, Contempt of others, and Jealousy.
One of the main goals of self-education is to eradicate that vanity in us without which we would never have been educated.
Where would the power of women be, were it not for the vanity of men?
If you want to succeed in the world it is necessary, when entering a salon, that your vanity should bow to that of others.
What do you believe? I believe that the last and the first suffer equally. Pari passu. Equally? It is not alone in the dark of death that all souls are one soul. Of what would you repent? Nothing. Nothing? One thing. I spoke with bitterness about my life and I said that I would take my own part against the slander of oblivion and against the monstrous facelessness of it and that I would stand a stone in the very void where all would read my name. Of that vanity I recant all.
Imperfections would not be half so much taken notice of, if vanity did not make proclamation of them.
Love based upon money and vanity forms the most stubborn of passions.
Pride is a wound, and vanity is the scab on it. One's life picks at the scab to open the wound again and again. In men, it seldom heals and often grows septic.
Guileless and without vanity, we were still in love with ourselves then. We felt comfortable in our skins, enjoyed the news that our senses released to us, admired our dirt, cultivated our scars, and could not comprehend this unworthiness. Jealousy we understood and thought natural--a desire to have what somebody else had; but envy was a strange, new feeling for us.
The basis of tragedy is man's helplessness against disease, war and death; the basis of comedy is man's helplessness against vanity (the vanity of love, greed, lust, power).
Pride differs in many things from vanity, and by gradations that never blend, although they may be somewhat indistinguishable. Pride may perhaps be termed a too high opinion of ourselves founded on the overrating of certain qualities that we do actually possess; whereas vanity is more easily satisfied, and can extract a feeling of self-complacency from qualifications that are imaginary.