Quotes About Self-worth

Worthless. Stupid. These are the words I grew up hearing. They're the words I try to outrun, because if I let them in, until the only thing left of me is worthless stupid worthless stupid worthless stupid freak. And then there's nothing to do but run harder and fill myself with other words...

Worthless. Stupid. These are the words I grew up hearing. They're the words I try to outrun, because if I let them in, they might stay there and grow and fill me up and in, until the only thing left of me is worthless stupid worthless stupid worthless stupid freak. And then there's nothing to do but run harder and fill myself with other words: This time will be different. This time, I will stay awake.

I try not feel jealous of the fact that he's been checking in with them but not me. After all, they're his family. I'm only me, the most important person in his life, for a while at least.

No." Bren is shaking her head so hard and fast, it looks as if she's having a seizure. "You don't dress to please a girl-- especially not a girl like that. You dress to please yourself. If she doesn't like you for you, then you don't need her.

Because it always ends the same, right? You have a good time and they have a good time and everyone's having fun, and then once the chase is over, suddenly they start chasing after someone else like you never existed. Besides, I like being me too much.

Worthless. Stupid. These are the words I grew up hearing. They're the words I try to outrun, because if I let them in, they might stay there and grow and fill me up and in, until the only thing left of me is worthless stupid.

You´re going to have to learn how to pat yourself on the back eventually. Start now. It´s not gloating.It´s taking pleasure in life´s goodness

If a man must make excuses for himself, continually argue with himself that he is a man, then he is better off dead.

I don't want to have to earn love by giving up my ability to make decisions that determine how I live.

She [Sidonie Rougon] never spoke of her husband, nor of her childhood, her family, or her personal concerns. There was only one thing she never sold, and that was herself.

Whenever he had spoilt a piece of work he always set himself below the meanest labourer who had at least brawn enough to do his job. (53)

I shall not stand to be laughed at. I shall not bear it!

don't degrade yourself into an abject reptile — don't.

Si la fama me perteneciera, no podría escapar de ella –y si no, no me alcanzaría el día más largo para cazarla –y la aprobación de mi Perro me abandonaría –entonces– Mi Rango de Descalza es mejor–

and more important, did he love me as much as he once loved me?

But at the time, I honestly didn't think I was hurting anyone, not even myself. I didn't think much at all, in fact. Yes, I was gorgeous and lucky in love, but I truly believed that I was also a decent person who deserved her good fortune.

Ma's still nodding. You're the one who matters, though. Just you. I shake my head till it's wobbling because there's no just me.

No point my telling you he's not worth it, I suppose. . . I've seen enough men in my time. Whoever he is, he's not worth what you'll pay.

My names were hand-me-downs too: girl, the creature, or, most often, you there.

It's you that matters though, just you.

If I ever got around to loving anyone else, I thought suddenly, it would have to be someone who would neither muffle my thunder nor steal it.

Nowadays 'invisibility' was supposed to be the big problem, but the way I saw it was, all that mattered was to be visible to yourself.

I wanted to know how ugly I could get, how ruined and ugly and spoiled, before they stopped trying to fuck me. I didn't think they'd ever notice. Nobody had so far. Because I was still in the shape of a beautiful girl. Although I behaved like an ugly one.

In hindsight, I have no idea why he was ever with me. He thought highly of my breasts. And . . . that's it, I think.