Quotes About Self-worth

And I flat out refuse to have one of those lives that I wouldn't even want to read about.

If you are rejected by someone who doesn't really know you, then you are not being rejected for who you are. You are only being rejected for who that person thinks you are.

Don't let those who bring you down in life stay in life, they are like trash, kick them to the crib

Nothing makes a woman more beautiful than the belief that she is beautiful.

You must all, somewhere deep in your hearts, believe that you have a special beauty that is like no other and that is so valuable that you must not abandon it. Indeed, you must learn to cherish it.

Anyone who cares more about pleasing other people than about their own happiness—anyone who believes, deep down, that everyone else matters more than they do—learns fluent dishonesty at a young age.

It's usually rooted either in a belief that other people matter more than you do – that's the people-pleasing part of it – or there could also be an element of perfectionism, the over-achiever's Achilles heel: you can't think well of yourself unless you're over-achieving, so you take on too much, try to do it all perfectly and wear yourself out .

No human on God's earth is a nobody.

Sometimes laying in my bed, I would think that I should have died because I deserved to.

when writing, always hook the reader with your first sentence…in love, never settle…value yourself first and this will help you to value others…life is short, so enjoy it to the fullest…everyone in the world is different, and that's ok…

Rejection itself means the finite.

Be not anxious about what you have, but about what you are.

darling Eloise. You own the space you take up in this world. Abraham Lincoln said, 'You have to do your own growing, no matter how tall your grandfather was.' You stand straight and proud in every inch of your magnificence. Otherwise you let me and all our blessed sisters of substance down." She

She isn't the kind of girl that makes you wonder why she doesn't have someone, you just know that the kind of guy who is good enough for her is rare, and she projects the kind of strength that says she is perfectly happy to wait till he shows up.

A man is a beautiful thing, a very beautiful thing. But some men forget this. And sometimes they try to keep other men captive. They buy and sell people, as if human beings are no more than cattle. But only a fool believes he can really own another man, and only a fool will try. Mr. Finley may own my body, but I have a heart and I have a mind, and he can never own these. Inside of me, I'm too powerful to be owned by anyone. Inside, I am like the sun.

a bloke can have six cars and holidays in the south of France every year and it's still what's inside him what counts.

What if you have a genuine and captivating beauty that is marred only by your striving?

It is a law of life that human beings, even the geniuses among them, do not pride themselves on their actual achievements but that they want to impress others, want to be admired and respected because of things of much lower import and value.

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not that I ought to grumble. I have money of my own, a luxurious home in excruciating taste, and all the clothes I want. All that is lacking is liberty, an aim to work for, and the conviction that my life is worth living. I am a most fortunate young woman.

Who are you trying to impress? You're twisting yourself into knots trying to fit in with this crowd. It isn't worth it.

Evelyn was twenty-six, and for the first time in her life, she was seen. Recognized. It wasn't that heads were turning--she wouldn't ask that much--but just for a moment, one man would hold her gaze a little longer than he should. Or a woman's eyes would flick over her dress with jealousy. She could now be a missed connection on Craigslist, a fragment in a song lyric, the inspiration for a girl in a musical.

No woman should build her life waiting for a man to come along and save her. It's a tragic waste of brains and talent.

I automatically assume people won't like me, so I don't talk to them unless they approach me first. I can't become a part of a crowd because I can't get past that feeling that I don't belong.