Quotes About Confidence

If we wear our worst reviews like a backpack, they travel with us.

The only person I trust with all that I am and all that could be, Heiress, is you.

You feel stupid. Doesn't mean you are.

This was the Grayson I'd met weeks ago: dripping power and well aware that he could come out on top in any battle. He didn't make threats, because he didn't have to.

I'm a hypercompetitive, bisexual perfectionist who likes to win and looks like this. I'm no stranger to being hated

I'm not the glass ballerina," I said firmly. "I'm not going to shatter.

Don't you ever apologize for being what you are.

It's your favorite person." "No. You're not." "I won't embarrass you by proving I am.

If one thing was perfectly, crystalline clear, it was that I could take care of myself. I just kept coming and coming and coming. I was what I was.

You don't like me much, that's okay. I'm a hypercompetitive, bisexual perfectionist who likes to win and looks like this. I'm no stranger to being hated.

Don't you know by now, Heiress? I never get caught.

Girlfriend number seventeen," Asher replied. "Before Sophie and after Sarah." "You'd had seventeen girlfriends by the time you were fourteen?" I asked. "The ladies, he replied with a shrug. They love me. It's because I'm so charming." "You're balancing on one leg on the roof of a chapel. You're not charming. You're an idiot.

By the time I'm done," I said, "that picture will win you this election." ... There was a long moment of silence, and then Emilia tossed her ponytail over her shoulders. "There's no way you're that good." I smiled. "Try me.

Believe me," he said simply.

Don't," Judd told her sharply. "Don't you ever apologize for being what you are.

What kind of person would I be if I prided myself on being different from other girls?

I don't do vulnerable. It clashes with my bitch aesthetic.

Alisa gave me an almost pitying look. "Oh, honey," she said, then recovered her professionalism. "You own this hotel.

could practically hear Henry's subtle, pointed smile in response to those words. "Then you don't need to worry about me," he said. "Do you?

Having second thoughts, Taft?" "Sawyer doesn't have second thoughts!" Sadie-Grace insisted from the golf cart behind us, loyal to the bone. "Sometimes, she doesn't even have first thoughts!" Thank you, Sadie-Grace.

I was born ready!" Xander brandished his shield. He smiled a very Xander Hawthorne smile, then let his bravado falter. "But before we go, group hug?

I'm not scared of this place. I'm not afraid to learn how to think like a killer, and I'm not afraid of you. [Cassandra Hobbes]

I knew better than to put any confidence in the assurances of good-looking guys.

Tegen de tijd dat ik klaar ben, heb je het aan die foto te danken dat je de verkiezingen wint.' ... Het bleef even stil. Daarna zwaaide Emilia haar lange paardenstaart over haar schouder. 'Zo goed ben je nou ook weer niet.' Ik glimlachte naar haar. 'Moet jij eens opletten.