Heartless Selfish Quotes Novels & Stories

“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."

He stops but doesn't turn around. But I'm not done. "You think you can just call yourself an asshole and that excuses everything. Well, guess what? I'm an asshole, too. I let a sweet, trusting guy believe I had feelings for him because I was afraid to be alone. I'm estranged from my only living relative because I'm too ashamed of the mess I've become to speak to him anymore. I've spent most of my life pretending to be this selfless, generous person when in reality it was all just a show. I don't look at anything or anyone except to figure out how I might use them to make myself feel better." I throw my arms wide. "So there you have it. I'm just a selfish bitch."

I can't bear anymore now". Musa grabbed her chin hard and said looking into her eyes, "Don't be selfish. You are thinking for yourself. Two families are also bound with this relation of ours." Kiara looked at his narrowed eyes and said, “You are the selfish one ,Musa." Musa was confused at her words. He said, “To love someone is not called selfishness." Kiara freed her hands from his grip and grabbed his collar. She said venomously, " To love someone is not called selfishness but to have that person in the wrong way is called selfishness,Musa.As I know you ,No one is more selfish than you".

he said "Just because I love you it doesn't mean that I will blindly make foolish decisions just to please you" “But i am not manipulating you, you are being selfish and I am dying here. The pain ia too much Lukas” I said and with that the pain seemd to have returned with a vengeance.

"I have to admit I underestimated you. I should have known that desperate, immature bitches like you can do anything to get what they want." "Ain't you the same way?" She choked out. Despite how much she was hurting, she still dared to talk back at him. "You're just as selfish, Luther. So don't you dare act like you're any better." "Right. I'm a fucking selfish bastard. But I don't trample on people who haven't done a thing to me. But you? You step on everybody. You don't care who gets hurt…" "I dont have the luxury to care…"

‘…since you’ve decided to be selfish… it’s just another entitled, powerful man, flexing his muscles… you’ll be left more miserable than your father left you…’ ‘… miserable… shameless… selfish… pathetic… Pathetic… Pathetic!’ I tugged hard on the roots of my hair and screamed.

“ im saying you shouldnt have to sacrifice everything just to feel like you are doing enough.” the shame hits fast and mean— like an old shadow rising from the floor. Selfish. That's the word that tries to latch onto me.the one i shove down hard enough to bruise. i shake my head. “ you dont get it.” “ then explain it to me,” he presses softer but more intense. i feel the sting of tears i refuse to let fall. “ i dont want to.” a beat stretches between us— long stretched thin trembling like a wire about to snap.

She took another sigh, "You don't have to threaten me again." 'F***! I hate myself for this. But I'm being selfish. I won't regret it. The days are filled with anticipation. I want exactly what I think. '