vanity [Theme] Page 14

I think about how vain and wasteful can be young girls, and wonder how she could even dream about such things with such paltry earnings.

Little Napoleon... now ready to start a battle, kill a hundred people just to get an extra star or a third of the salary.

Besides, who wants someone to bind yourself, it is useful to show ignorance. Have good awareness of the means to infringe upon the vanity of others, which a reasonable person should always avoid.

Every vain man hates and ridicules the Vice inherent in him.

As only a fool will praise us, he no longer seems so stupid.

Less applause, more bills!

Vain the people deaf to anything but praise.

Don't make fun of people mowed
glory, gold and deception.

Affected people itching vanity,
To get in the spotlight quick in a hurry
Those that frequently appear everywhere
Usually the mediocrities belong.

The vanity has a sense of the incongruous with true sorrow, and yet the feeling is so firmly grafted into human nature, which is very rare even the most powerful grief banishes him. Vanity in sorrow expresses a desire to seem or frustrated, or miserable, or solid; and these low desires, we do not admit, but which are almost never even in the strongest of sorrow do not leave us, depriving her of strength, dignity and sincerity.

Men tselane women. Woman sometimes annoy too stupid compliment, but the man is no flattery does not seem too rude.

Many people think only about themselves and their vanity.

Excessive vanity, like drunkenness, hardens the heart, clouds the mind and dulls the senses.

It's funny, we always talk about vanity as feminine weakness, and yet it still sin both halves of the human race. Men, perhaps even tselane. Woman sometimes annoy too stupid compliment, but the man is no flattery does not seem too rude. No. And none of us are free from this weakness. No matter how you shunned, no matter how convinced myself that flattery disgust you, unconsciously you are looking for women praise and get it. Oh yeah, women don't skimp on the praise... until a cunning unerring instinct tells them that is in your loins male power...