Quotes About Insecurity

Why was I so jealous? Why did this knowledge sting me so much?

I wanted to feel morally safe, which I would never feel again.

He knew her weakness. She wanted to be pretty, and thought she wasn't. When in fact he thought she was quite the prettiest thing in his memory.

People like Eunice just never had quite figured out how to get along in the world. They might be perfectly intelligent, but they were subject to speckles and flushes; their purses resembled wastepaper baskets; they stepped on their own skirts.

I'm worried if I come too close, they'll say I'm overstepping. They'll say I'm pushy, or … emotional, you know. But if I back off, they might think I don't care. I really, honestly believe I missed some rule that everyone else takes for granted; I must have been absent from school that day. There's this narrow little dividing line I somehow never located.

I'm worry if I come to close, they'll say I'm overstepping. They'll say I'm pushy or… emotional, you know. But if I back off, they might think that I don't care. I really honestly believe I missed some rule that everyone else takes for granted; I must have been absent from school that day.There's this narrow little dividing line I somehow never located.

she was old, she would have total confidence, finally. But look at her: still uncertain.

Even the simplest interaction racked him with anxiety. He was always missing cues, it seemed. And yet Mercy loved him. He had never asked her why; he was afraid that if she reflected too deeply, she would realize her mistake. He just kept the thought close to his chest, and polished it and cherished it as he had since the day she had said yes to him: Mercy loves me.

She began to have a slight feeling of panic. What am I doing here? she thought.

It must be horrible to see an ugly face when your surrounded by such beautiful people all the time.

Maybe they didn't want you to realize that every civilization has its weakness. There's always one thing we depend on.

It must be horrible to see an ugly face when your surrounded by such beautiful people all the time . In my opinion , it does happens sometimes .

You're still yourself on the inside, Shay. But when you're pretty, people pay more attention." "Not everyone thinks that way.

She wondered how much of being ugly was just an awkward age.

Shay scowled. "What, can't you stand me? Do you need to get some picture into your head so you can imagine it instead of my face?" "Shay! Come on. It's just for fun." "Making ourselves feel ugly is not fun." "We are ugly!" "This whole game is just designed to make us hate ourselves.

She wondered if if there was anyone out there, really, or if David was just some story the Uglies made up to scare each other.

Nos conformamos con estar convencidos de que el saber existe y de que el Otro lo posee, y en consecuencia no queremos saber nada de nada: tan sólo queremos, por lo general, ser amados por el saber y por el Otro que supuestamente lo posee.

What people are afraid of isn't failure. It's blame. Criticism.

Everyone has a little voice inside of their head that's angry and afraid.

Every day is a new chance to choose. Choose to change your perspective. Choose to flip the switch in your mind. Turn on the light and stop fretting about with insecurity and doubt. Choose to do your work and be free of distraction. Choose to see the best in someone

Anxiety is nothing but repeatedly reexperiencing failure in advance. What a waste.

the fear remains. The old stories of what happened to Joe or Bob or Sue thirty years ago are told over and over. We use them to stoke our fear, to rationalize our desire to hide.

Of course, kiasu is actually about fear and insufficiency. And it couldn't exist if we trusted ourselves enough to know that we're already on a path to where we seek to go.

Kiasu is the Hokkien word for "the fear of being left behind" or not getting enough.