Vanity (n.) at its height is desiring a privilege after seeing that it is arbitrary.
Vanity (n.) has no desires of its own to draw on, so it lives by borrowing them from others.
Vanity (n.) is always someone else's, because each of us is under the impression of desiring more intensely than Others do.
Vanity (n.) tries to gather everything into the self, yet its being keeps draining away in a flight toward the Other.
Vanity (n.) in the nineteenth century is sad and suspicious, with a terrible fear of ridicule, where under the old regime it was gay.
Vanity (n.) is a virulent cancer that spreads through the whole body in a more serious form just when it seems to have been removed.
Vanity (n.) is at work in the very distinction between passion and vanity: it lets author and reader acquit themselves of the charge.
Vanity (n.) is the emptiness of Ecclesiastes growing inside: unable to face his own nothingness, the vain man throws himself on Another who seems spared by the curse.