Quotes About Self-worth

A girl is nothing to herself; only to her husband can she become something. What can she become? I asked. Why, she said, the mother of his children. But I am not the mother of anybody's children, I said, and I am something.

subservience of any kind is death to the spirit.

Whoever he is, he is not worth all this. And I will never unclench my teeth long enough to tell him so.

We'll, you know how nigger is. Can't nobody tell 'em nothing even today. Can't be rule. Every nigger you see got a kingdom in his head.

She look me over from head to foot. Then she cackle. Sound like a death rattle. You sure is ugly, she say, like she ain't believed it.

Para mí es un misterio que a una mujer tenga que importarle ni un comino lo que la gente pueda pensar de ella.

He beat me when you not here, I say. Who do, she say, Albert? Mr ____, I say. I can't believe it, she say. She sit down on the bench next to me real hard, like she drop. What he beat you for? she ast. For being me and not you.

Há qualquer faceta em todos nós que deseja uma medalha por aquilo que temos feito. Essa faceta deseja ser apreciada.

Don't let them run over you, Nettie say. You got to let them know who got the upper hand.

A girl is nothing to herself; only to her husband can she become something.

I began to feel humiliated. It felt like I was abusing myself. Hiding something important that was not really at fault.

En toda mi vida, nunca me ha preocupado lo que la gente pensara de mí, le digo. Pero, en el fondo de mi corazón, me preocupaba mucho lo que pensara Dios. Y ahora veo que no piensa. Sólo está allí sentado, tan contento de ser sordo. Pero no creas que es fácil tratar de pasar sin Dios. Aunque una sepa que no existe, es duro darle la espalda.

Los olinkas no creen que se deba educar a las niñas. Cuando pregunté a una madre por qué pensaba así, me dijo: Una mujer no es nada por sí misma. Solo por su marido puede ser algo. ¿Y qué puede ser?, le pregunté. La madre de sus hijos. Pues yo no soy madre de los hijos de nadie, y sin embargo soy alguien.

I'm pore, I'm black, I may be ugly and can't cook, a voice say to everything listening. But I'm here.

But I am not the mother of anybody's children, I said, and I am something

Why any woman give a sh*t what people think is a mystery to me.

what is good is integral to itself. That is also why it is not worthwhile to change yourself, your hair or skin or eyes. What is integral to you will always be superior to what is tacked on, simply because it is yours.

Shug say, Albert. Try to think like you got some sense. Why any woman give a shit what people think is a mystery to me.

I'm pore, black, I may even be ugly, but dear God, I'm here! I'm here!

Well, you know how niggers is. Can't nobody tell 'em nothing even today. Can't be ruled. Every nigger you see got a kingdom in his head.

They calls me yellow like yellow be my name, They calls me yellow like yellow be my name, But if yellow is a name Why ain't black the same, Well, if I say Hey black girl Lord, she try to ruin my game.

Poor dead flower? when did you forget you were a flower?

Some things were worth fighting for, but sometimes the fight was internal.

If you don't think I'm a princess then you're 100% right, I'm the fucking queen.