The Most Beautiful Thoughts on Selfishness

The Most Beautiful Expressions About Selfishness

Those who fall in love with themselves are shielded from hypocrites.
Self-love is like an inflated balloon; it unleashes storms when punctured.
The miller believes that wheat grows solely to run his mill.
Each person prioritizes their own interests, while God cares for everyone.
Self-love is a strange beast that can endure harsh blows, yet awakens wounded by a mere scratch.
Self-love locks the heart, and flattery acts as its key.
No one is less willing to tolerate the selfishness that invites competitors than the selfish person themselves.
The self-love of the insane excuses the self-love of the rational.
Better the world be destroyed than suffer a scratch on my finger.
I had to relearn selfishness, convincing myself that without it, I wouldn’t succeed.
Selfishness gives rise to envy, which breeds hatred; hatred leads to discord, and discord results in division, weakness, humiliation, the fall of states, the loss of blessings, and the ruin of nations.
Selfishness governs the world.
If you ask your brother for help and he doesn’t exert effort to assist you, perform ablution and offer him four takbirs, counting him among the dead.

Selfishness incites a level of fear that we invented politics to conceal, yet it seeps through every crevice, exposing itself to all who encounter it.
Selfishness is a defined law of emotion where the nearest objects appear larger and heavier, while those farther away diminish in size and weight.
Anyone who acts solely for personal gain is deemed wicked.
Self-love is a balloon that releases wind storms when we puncture it.
Those who feel warm believe everyone else feels the same way.
Everyone redirects the stream to their own mill.
Do not spit into the well, for you may need to drink from it one day.
Self-love is the love a person has for themselves and for anything else for their sake; a human’s life is a continuous practice and strong encouragement of this love.
He who plants onions will not smell their fragrance.
Do not burn your fingers trying to extinguish someone else’s candle.
Every miller draws water to their own mill.
Selfishness is not merely living as one wishes, but demanding others live as they desire.
As selfishness and self-love cloud the mind, love and its pleasures sharpen imagination.
Do not involve selfish opportunists in your work, as they will spoil it.
The cage of selfishness accommodates only its owner.
Is it difficult to agree except with those who possess greedy, selfish souls filled with envy?

Three things diminish a person’s value: greed for money, selfishness, and the desire for control; while three elevate them: sacrifice, loyalty, and virtue.
We are selfish, desiring to see injustice fall and witness the fruits of our labor while we are still alive. It is pure selfishness; why not let good surpass our very selves? The ultimate good is to allow our bodies to collapse for justice to rise.
Those living for the future often appear more selfish than those living for the present.
After my disappointment with people, I learned that self-love does not equate to selfishness.
Life is strange and wondrous; does it conquer by strength or through our selfishness?
Let your heart be broader than the world itself; dismantle in the depths of your soul all the geographical, linguistic, religious, and social boundaries erected by human selfishness.
I learned about life from those who loved me, caution from those who hated me, and selfishness from those who didn’t care about me.
Selfishness is not about living your life as you desire; it is wanting others to live theirs as you wish them to.
Who can endure this world? Who can withstand the arrogance of the proud, the tyrants, the pain of unrequited love, the long wait for justice, the defeat of tenderness before brutality, all this selfishness, and all this injustice?
The history of women’s issues with men is a long tale filled with oppression, selfishness, and ignorance.

Written by Mohamed Mahdi Al-Jawahiri:

I see time both conquered and conqueror,

So do not blame the time that does not hear the blame.

And do not deny, for there is no mercy among creatures,

Nor you should turn away from kindness aside.

The affluent took control and became rulers,

And the vanquished turned into a monk.

Those who missed their chance grasped onto power,

Yet they were not created as lions but lived as foxes.

To the spirit of “Machiavelli,” a fragrant greeting,

And to the mist that leaves the grave lush.

He revealed to us the face of truth after he,

Established for people a barrier and veil.

Had I sought to uncover the faults, I would have shown you,

Among people even the prophets, wonders.

I showed you that gains were portrayed,

As differentiations, whereas deprivation was a disgrace.

I showed you that the son of Adam is a fox,

He walks with you seized and plunders you.

To maintain selfishness, paths have been established,

That poured hardship and calamities upon creation.

A politician drags his foes upon it,

While a religious person captures them seeking claims.

If you see me pleading in distress,

Do not think that I deceive people loudly.

For it is not because I feel, but rather,

I sought help from time, as a companion.

This soul is my own; everything falls before it,

If it remains safe, let the universe be sorrowful.

Indeed, perhaps I desire another, because

It pulls me towards its lusts and ambitions.

If permitted, my soul would unleash a tempest,

Upon people to scatter them like chaff.