Conceit is the most contemptible, and one of the most odious qualities in the world. It is vanity driven from all other shifts, and forced to appeal to itself for admiration.
Hazlitt.
It is wonderful how near conceit is to insanity!
Jerrold.
Wind puffs up empty bladders; opinion, fools.
Socrates.
He who gives himself airs of importance, exhibits the credentials of impotence.
Lavater.
The overweening self-respect of conceited men relieves others from the duty of respecting them at all.
H.W. Beecher.
Conceit is to nature, what paint is to beauty; it is not only needless, but it impairs what it would improve.
Pope.
The more one speaks of himself, the less he likes to hear another talked of.
Lavater.
They say that every one of us believes in his heart, or would like to have others believe, that he is something which he is not.
Thackeray.
Conceit and confidence are both of them cheats. The first always imposes on itself; the second frequently deveives others.
Zimmerman.
A man poet, prophet, or whatever he may be readily persuades himself of his right to all the worship that is voluntarily tendered.
Hawthorne.
None are so seldom found alone, or are so soon tired of their own company, as those coxcombs who are on the best terms with themselves.
Colton.
No man was ever so much deceived by another, as by himself.
Greville.
Every man, however little, makes a figure in his own eyes.
Home.
It is the admirer of himself, and not the admirer of virtue, that thinks him self superior to others.
Plutarch.
The weakest spot in every man is where he thinks himself to be the wisest.
Emmons.
The best of lessons, for a good many people, would be, to listen at a key hole. It is a pity for such that the practice is dishonorable.
Mad. Swetchine.
If he could only see how small a vacancy his death would leave, the proud man would think less of the place he occupies in his life time.
Logouve.
One’s self-satisfaction is an untaxed kind of property, which it is very unpleasant to find depreciated.
George Eliot.
If its colors were but fast colors, self conceit would be a most comfortable quality. But life is so humbling, mortifying, disappointing to vanity, that a great man’s idea of himself gets washed out of him by the time he is forty.
C. Buxton.
I have never any pity for conceited people, because I think they carry their comfort about with them.
George Eliot.
Conceit may puff a man up, but can never prop him up.
Ruskin.
We uniformly think too well of our selves. But self conceit is specially the mark of a small and narrow mind. Great and noble natures are most free from it.
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