Quotes About Self-worth

You value yourself upon your fortune, Sir — Only, as it gives me power to make you happy. Riches never yet, of themselves, made any-body happy. I have already as great a fortune as I wish for. You think yourself polite

how we value and treat ourselves, not just on how we value or treat others.

True self esteem is not based upon how you think others see you; rather it is based upon the value you put on yourself as a human being.

you can and should believe in yourself even when others don't;

She expected people to accept her for who she was. But she never really accepted herself.

I get poked and prodded like this every morning. I'm like a piece of meat unearthed from the back of the fridge, suspect until proven otherwise.

your body is so much more than a lesson to be learnt

When I'm at my best, my writing identity comes from a deep and quiet place where the noise of approval and disapproval is a neutral background landscape more than a declaration of who I am. Conversely, the times I feel the worst about being a writer are when I'm looking for likes, fishing for approval, or otherwise in search of evidence that I'm somebody, because I've momentarily forgotten I already am.

And I understood being made to feel guilty for things that weren't your fault.

You are beautiful, Lucy. Inside and out. And that hurts, too. It hurts more specifically. More personally.

And when you can't stand yourself, you don't want people around who are constantly saying how much they love you, because you know you don't deserve it.

But who am I if I'm not Janie the bulimic? Bulimia has become so much a part of me that I can't remember what it felt like not to purge. It's been this secret that I have hidden from my parents and my friends (well, except for Nancy) and the rest of the world. It's the way I can let off the pressure of always feeling like I'm not smart enough, I'm not thin enough, not pretty enough, not funny enough, just plain not enough enough.

Once, I did a halfhearted job of sweeping and mopping the kitchen floor, and that's the first place she checked because she knew I'd do a lousy job because "that's the kind of kid you are." As in I'm not a "go-getter who makes her own luck" like she is, so I'm "never going to get anywhere in this world." She knew all that because of two missed Cheerios and a small dust bunny.

For once, you believed in yourself. You believed you were beautiful and so did the rest of the world.

The truth was I knew, after all those flat January days, that I deserved better. I deserved I love yous and kiwi fruits and warriors coming to my door, besotted with love. I deserved pictures of my face in a thousand expressions, and the warmth of a baby's kick beneath my hand. I deserved to grow, and to change, to become all the girls I could be over the course of my life, each one better than the last.

All the bitchy girls in the world are just a training ground for what men can do to you.

Don't be a fool. Don't give up something important to hold onto someone who can't even say they love you.

I was used to being invisible. People rarely saw me, and if they did, they never looked close. I wasn't shiny and charming like my brother, stunning and graceful like my mother, or smart and dynamic like my friends. That's the thing, though. You always think you want to be noticed. Until you are.

Self respect, Colie. If you don't have it, the world will walk all over you.

See, Colie, it's all about understanding. We're all worth something.

We can all be beautiful girls.

Look. We both know life is short, Macy. Too short to waste a single second with anyone who doesn't appreciate and value you.

Look. We both know life is short, Macy. Too short to waste a single second with anyone who doesn't appreciate and value you. You said the other day life was long, I shot back. Which is it? It's both, she said, shrugging. It all depends on how you choose to live it. It's like forever, always changing. Nothing can be two opposite things at once, I said. It's impossible. No, she replied, squeezing my hand, what's impossible is that we actually think it could be anything OTHER than that.

You didn't fail. You just opted out. There's a difference.