Quotes About Self-worth

It's okay to accept things from people. It doesn't make you weak or helpless.

And don't change for a guy, ever, Leah added. If they're worthy, they'll like you just the way you are.

Because anyone that can make you feel that bad about yourself is toxic.

She stroked my hair and told me I was beautiful, but I was old enough by then to know not to believe it anymore.

She tried to be someone people liked. She tried to be someone people disliked. But all I became was someone who didn't succeed with anything I tried to be.

I'd been through so much, falling short again and again, and only recently had found a place where who I was, right now, was enough.

People are not uniform Emaline. There is no such thing as any other girl. So stop holding yourself to some ridiculous high standard, would you please?

You walk around like a dog waiting to be kicked. And when someone does, you pout and cry like you didn't deserve it. No one deserves to be kicked. You do if you don't think you're worth any better.

Life is short Macy, Too short to waste a single second with anyone who doesn't appreciate and value you

The important thing to remember, ... is that you are a human being and worthy of respect.

Because anyone that can make you feel that bad about yourself is toxic, you know?" "He doesn't make me feel bad about myself," I said, knowing even as my lips formed the words this was exactly what he did. Or what I let him do. It was hard to say. "What you need," Kristy said, "what you deserve, is a guy who adores you for what you are. Who doesn't see you as a project, but a prize. You know?

you should never be surprised when people treat you with respect. You should expect it.

What you need," Kristy said, "what you deserve, is a guy who adores you for what you are. Who doesn't see you as a project, but a prize. You know?

It is the ones who keep you in thrall to more than their snatches who command the houses and the gowns to go with them. And for that they have first to love themselves.

How do ugly men make their way through life?

Betsy hadn't had sex, actual; sex-sex, full sex, in two hundred and fifty-three days. She decided on her thirty-seventh birthday that she wouldn't sleep with anyone unless it was in the context of a committed relationship which had some sort of future, and she was only gradually coming to the realization of what happens when a woman her age makes a decision like that: she never has sex again.

You are not made of metaphors, Not apologies, not excuses.

I know you've taken to wearing tour father's hand-me-down anger. But I wish that you wouldn't. It's a few sizes too big and everyone can see it doesn't fit you...

Some men would want to hold you like the answer. You are not the answer.

I know you've taken to wearing around your father's hand-me-down anger. But I wish that you wouldn't. It's a few sizes too big and everyone can see it doesn't fit you...

The trouble with comparing yourself to others is that there are too many others. Using all others as your control group, all your worst fears and all your fondest hopes are at once true. You are good; you are bad; you are abnormal; you are just like everyone else.

She drew back from his embrace so she could look into his eyes, her own swimming with tears. The uncertainty in her face nearly killed him. She had no idea how lovable she was. How precious and brave and special.

It's pathetic to want to be liked by someone who has made it clear they don't like you.

I am a mess because you won't let me clean us up. You would rather remain on the floor, spilled, tracked over, something that would have made a nice conversation piece, a thing of beauty, if someone has allowed it to. You would rather be broken glass in my feet than the looking glass I peer into every day.