#vanity

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

Another reason is that the letters are almost always funny, offering readers the spectacle of some pompous self-celebrator given ample ironic room in which to parade his self-solicited hurt. ↗

— Paul Fussell

#funny

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

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

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

— Günter Grass

#vanity #wickedness #vanity

Every author, however modest, keeps a most outrageous vanity chained like a madman in the padded cell of his breast. ↗

— Logan P. Smith

#cell #chained #every #his #however

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

— Gustave Flaubert

#vanity #men

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