Heartless Selfish Quotes Novels & Stories

"Call me sick, or insane , I shall accept all those titles. Hit me ,punch me , shout at me, I rather have you doing all that but not leaving me. I cannot bear to have you away from me Andrea and that is why I cannot accept you leaving me" "Bullshit!" I yelled as I held myself together trying so damn hard not to kick this wolf where the sun don't shine Is this supposed to be some sort of confession or something If it is then it has to be one of the most fucked up confession I've ever had This man was selfish. No evil. No heartless and cruel because how could you ever do that to anyone He was toxic

"But that doesn't change the fact that I'm no good for you," "Ke-" "I'm heartless," She bites out. "I treat people like shit and my sick twisted mind enjoys it," "You're too good for me. And I don't want to let my selfishness, my greed, take advantage of that," My heart begins to race wildy knowing the words that she was about to utter. "I can't do that to you. Not you. I have to let you go," "No," I utter. "Please Angelo. If not for me, for us. Maybe in another life time, we could be together,"

He clenched his fists at his sides, his shoulders tensing. "Selfish," he breathed, the word laced with bitter contempt. "That's what you are, Ophelia. Utterly, completely selfish. You'll take the help, use the resources, but God forbid you show an ounce of gratitude, or admit someone else might be competent. You'd rather take all the credit, even if it means dismissing actual progress." He shook his head slowly, a grim expression settling on his face. "Fine. If that's how you want to play it. I'm done."

I can’t help being a sharp shard of hurt piercing right though my heart. “You’re such a selfish egotistic idiot. No one told you to sacrifice anything! You don’t get to decide what I want for myself. You’re my happy ending, okay, so nothing else matters… I’m going to stay and fight for that, so shut up and let me help you get out of here.”

"If you could have just stood out of your way from being so arrogant and selfish, you might have noticed this. You have a lot more people that care about you than just you. You are a heartless person." Eugene's right. I am the most selfish person in the world. I hurt everyone around me because I'm too arrogant to stand out of my way and think about other people's feelings other than myself. I am a heartless person.

“Didn’t you feel guilty when you were doing that?” She asked. “You hurt me.” “No!” I said, shaking my head. “No?” She looked genuinely amused now. “I don’t have a heart to feel bad about my actions.” I said plainly. “I am selfish.” I didn’t say it for effect. I believed it. I am selfish and everyone around me knows that. She pursed her lips, studying me like she was trying to see through something. “So you finally gave up and decided to feed your desires instead.” She said. “

Returning a void smile, I looked at my cup of coffee, everything flashed for a heartbeat before my eyes and I replied sincerely. “If we didn’t say it doesn't mean it was not one.” “I believe it to be your stubbornness.” She frowned, displeased with my reply. “Whatever it is. Not all hearts are supposed to meet in the end.” Sighing, I wanted to cut the talks short because they were inducing heartache. “What about him? Why are you creating your own end? Ask him too once, Elise. Stop being so selfish.” Linda scowled. I gasped, retorting back, “Am I being selfish? Okay, If prioritizing your mental peace is called selfishness then yes, I am selfish.”

“Some people are willing to go to great lengths for their own ends, even if it means hurting those closest to them.” “But she’s my sister!” I exclaim, the pain evident in my voice and I feel the tears slipping down my cheeks. “How could she be so selfish, so cruel?” He pulls me to my feet, then he wraps his arms around me, kissing the side of my head. “Not everyone has the same heart as you, Chloe Jane. Some are consumed by their own desires, blinded to the harm they cause others. It’s a harsh truth, but one we must face.”

Before I could realize what I just blurted out Dhriti had already heard it. She sat on the chair placed in the garden and asked me to take a seat too and I obliged. "You know, sometimes we do something thinking it as a selfless act but that only brings pain to the people we care for." "But isn't being selfish a cowardly act?" That's what I have known all my life. "Not every time. Sometimes you need to be selfish. Your inner demon will always try to pull you back, you inferior complexities will never let you breathe but at that time all you have to do is listen to your heart."

I answered her while I breathe heavily. I look up at her, "You're all selfish and insensitive to what your artists feels. You only think about yourselves. You're all greedy and hungry for money. I wonder how you even do these heartless and merciless things to innocent people. I pity you. I pity all of you. You don't know what real happiness is."