I’ve been trying to come up with a way to explain the concept of no self. This is as good as any other.
Of all the words we use to disguise the hollowness of the human condition, none is more influential than ‘myself.’ It consists of a collage of still images—name, gender, nationality, profession, enthusiasms, relationships—that are renovated from time to time, but otherwise are each a relic from one particular experience or another. The defining teaching of the Buddhist tradition, that of non-self, is merely pointing out the limitations of this reflexive view we hold of ourselves. It’s not that the self does not exist, but that it is as cobbled-together and transient as everything else.
From: http://www.tricycle.com/thus-have-i-heard/self-verb
No explanation using words could ever be complete but this helps.