Quotes About Self-worth

No sé en qué momento empezaste a darte permiso de darme por sentada -le dijo ella, siempre a cargo, con el estómago revuelto en la garganta-: no sé en qué momento te comiste el cuento de que tú eres el protagonista de esta historia

It's like, at the end, there's this surprise quiz: am I proud of me? I gave my life to become the person I am right now! Was it worth what I paid?

Why be your real self when you can be something really worthwhile?

Fear of Missing Out (FOMO), and it has been defined as "the uneasy and sometimes all-consuming feeling that you're missing out—that your peers are doing, in the know about or in possession of more or something better than you [are].

A tranquil conscience invites freedom from anguish, sorrow, guilt, shame, and self-condemnation. It provides a foundation for happiness. It is a condition of immense worth.

Twenge says that in the 1950s only 12 per cent of teenagers agreed with the statement 'I am an important person', but by the late 1980s this proportion had risen to 80 per cent.

they found it easier to reject what they could not have than to admit the lack of it as a deficiency in themselves.

It hurt to think that a boy would not have him at his value of himself.

THE MALE JOURNEY t some point in time, a man needs to embark on a risky -journey. It's a necessary adventure that takes him into uncertainty, and it almost always involves some form of difficulty or failure. On this journey the man learns to trust God more than he trusts a sense of right and wrong or his own sense of self-worth.

Genuine humility is based on a realistic self-appraisal and a healthy feeling of self-worth.

Faith at its essential core is accepting that we are accepted!

In a materialistic society we have projected our sense of worth almost exclusively onto things. That is why it's hard to rediscover our souls in ourselves.

We don't forgive people because they deserve it," she said. "We forgive them because we deserve it.

If you paid me for work, continued Max, whose rhetoric was more sophisticated than you might expect from a man with food in his beard, I wouldn't have to feel worthless. There's not law says old people have to feel worthless all the while, you know. You paid me, I'd have some dignity. Now it was Mile's turn to nod and smile agreeably. I think the dignity ship set sail a long time ago, Dad.

At 53, she was through with the foolishness of men's genitals. In fact, it had been many years since she had cared what hairy things dangled between their pale, scrawny legs. She now considered the fact that she had ever cared a kind of temporary lunacy and was thankful that her madness had been short lived, not terribly virulent and ultimately cured by marriage as God intended.

Like you have to constantly prove your worth. From the movies that you watch to the songs on your radio. Down to the magazines placed ever so neatly in the grocery house, you know the ones with the movie stars. Since they wouldn't make any money if you already loved who you are. See there is no profit in saying you're already perfect and beautiful too.

It's because others have said you were bad and they made you live in bad conditions. When a man hears that over and over and looks about him and sees that his life is bad, he begins to doubt his own mind.

How can anyone love me when I can't find a single reason to love myself? Do you ever feel like you've given yourself away? Let the world drain away every important thing about you? Why can't anything ever just feel...normal?

You know how hard it is to feel like an extreme falcon-headed combat machine when somebody calls you chicken man?

If I've got the powers of a god, then why am I so... Lame? Sadie suggested. Shut up, I said.

Not that my regularly scheduled life was so great, but it beat getting judged unworthy by twelve bearded guys named Erik.

No one is like me, Sadie agreed. My amazingness is unique.

My father, Zeus, did not love me. The demigods at Camp Half-Blood did not love me. Python and the Beast and his comrades at Triumvirate Holdings did not love me. It was almost enough to make me question my self-worth. No, no. That was crazy talk.

Just curious how much I'm going for these days, Leo said. I mean, I can understand not being as pricey as Percy or Jason, maybe...but am I worth, like, two Franks, or three Franks?