vanity [Theme] Page 9

Self - love is like underwear: it should be, but not necessarily show.

Standing is better to suffer than to love on his knees!

Do not press on pity. Push the vanity of man! Oh, and the eye can...

Like all the smug people Fink he loved to talk about themselves and their life plans. This person pretty ask any question about his case and therefore can stay quiet for long, just to play along.

Each of us sure that he is more important and better than others, but only fools and the stupid have the courage to admit it.

I love you and you?-What a question, I love myself too

If you want to make a man happy, flatter his vanity. Tell him he's beautiful. Don't even bother about calling him interesting or clever, because that's what their bosses and colleagues. But every man carries a secret dream of being handsome...and wants to be recognized as such.

Hatred is a feeling more painful than love, especially if it is mixed with wounded pride.

Love is vain and proud from the beginning to the end.

Wounded pride! It is as powerful as love itself. And it hurts as much as love pangs.

If I, for example, still said: "love", and I vozlyublyali, then what came out? Out that I tore the coat in half and shared with others, and both of us remained half goals, as the Russian proverb: "Go after several hares at once, and none will reach". Science says: 'love is, above all, himself alone, for everything on self-interest based. Would love one myself, and things will work as it should, and your caftan will remain whole. Economic truth adds that the more the society arranged private Affairs, so to speak, whole caftans, especially for him solid grounds, and the more it settles in and common cause. Therefore, acquiring solely and exclusively to myself, I was basically buying as if everything and lead to the middle got a few more ragged coat and not from private, isolated bounty, but as a result of universal prosperity.

Here you don't drink. Cherish your skin.

Yesterday this woman was so simple and good, today she is proud and arrogant!.. And only because in her head there appeared a feather, plucked from the tail of the ostrich. How should be proud of this bird, which has a lot of them and also own!

Well, love yourself - love. Other why hate?