Selfishly Selfless Novels & Stories

“Color me shocked.” His sarcasm was warranted. “I know you’ve been saying it for years, but you are not as pretty or as eloquent as she is.” He laughed. “I’m not sure that’s an insult.” “She called me selfless.” I didn’t want to brag, but it was the first time in my life I had been called selfless. I had been called selfish more times than I could count. Even when I gave to charity and the grateful members of one board or another would call me generous, selfless felt completely different.

"But sometimes, the only way to find true happiness is by taking that leap of faith and giving yourself a chance. "I know you love him... But do you ever love yourself?" He said this, looking at me. "You did everything for him; you sacrificed your life and your dreams without even asking for anything in return. I’m sorry to say this, but Sarah, you’re selfish." Selfish. Those words echoed in my mind, causing a pang of confusion and hurt. Sam's words hit me like a punch to the gut, forcing me to confront a truth I had been avoiding. Was I being selfish by putting someone else's happiness before my own? It was a difficult question to grapple with, but deep down, I knew that finding true happin

How can this girl be so selfless? “Hope, listen to me carefully. There is a battle of two wolves inside of us. One is evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, lies, inferiority and ego. The other is good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy and truth. The wolf that wins is the one you feed.” I will stay by her side, whichever one she choose.

He arrived last night together with Sane’s Auntie Maru. “What?” he asked, confusion plastered across his face. "Ha?" "Selfishness varies on how you define it and how you see the situation." Sane fell silent. He probably didn’t realize that he asked the question, not just in his mind. He didn’t say anything, but Hunter continued talking. "What is selfish for you might not be selfish for other people. There is no absolute truth for selfishness, at least in my opinion. Just like beauty. Parang beauty lang din. You define it and set your own boundaries and standards for it."

“I don’t deserve any of the gentleness you’ve given me.” “You deserve all that’s good and to be happy, and you’re allowed to be selfish about it.” “There’s only so much selfishness that can be accepted.” “I think your and I's selfishness is different from others,” Olivia starts. “It’s… It’s selfless.” Asher surveys her. “That doesn’t make sense.”

"Sam, am I too selfish?" The shadow moved forwards to the railing, standing with his hands behind his back. The pose looked a bit mismatched with his dark cloak and hood on. He resembled a scholar more than his real profession. "Selfishness is human. Selflessness is also human. Most people are only generous when it doesn't harm them or makes their friends, family or beloved happy instead, bringing them themselves benefits. So most 'selflessness' can be counted as selfishness, too. What is really important is the harm it brings to others. Will it cause harm if you do what you want to?" That wasn't a question. Each second Katherine didn't know about his curse she was in danger. Especially now,

"You're not selfish for choosing to feel something instead of just going through the motions." "But I am." He pulled back slightly, his eyes red and wet. "I'm choosing you over everyone and everything else, choosing my happiness over my duty, choosing desire over devotion. That's the definition of selfish." "Or maybe it's just human." I wiped tears from his cheeks with my thumbs. "Maybe God doesn't want you to suffer for the rest of your life, maybe redemption isn't about denying yourself every good thing, maybe you're allowed to be happy after everything you've been through."

Lynn stood beside me—eyes red, voice soft, grief laced with guilt. "About Wendy and Jacob... I was against it at first," she said. "But Jacob's always been loyal. He insisted on honoring my husband's dying wish. I'm sorry you got caught in the middle." She sighed, like that somehow made it better. But all I heard was the same old spin— Jacob and Wendy weren't selfish, they were "honorable." And if I didn't buy that? I was the problem. I stayed quiet. Just listened. She took my silence as permission to keep going.

“Britney, humans are selfish. We can be really selfish and we put our emotions first before anyone else’s. Your dad put himself first by leaving you and your mum to find his own happiness. It was selfish and unkind but he didn’t care as long as it was what he wanted.” “Your mum too. You were young, hurt and needed a mother but she also left you to frolic around the world in search of her own happiness too. She didn’t care about how you would feel and only did what would make her happy. And when finally she found that happiness, she decided to reach out to you and include you.” “I’m really sorry to say this Brit but both your mum and dad are selfish. They put themselves first. And you know wh

"Christian, do you know all these people?" "Most of them." "Who are they?" "Donors. Business owners. Politicians. Rich people who want to feel good about themselves." "By giving money to charity?" "By being seen giving money to charity." "Is that bad?" "No. The hospital still gets the money." "But the motives are selfish?" "Most motives are selfish." "Even yours?" "Especially mine." "What's your selfish motive for being here?" "I want people to think I'm a good husband."