Quotes About Insecurity

Peter was the current someone she used to keep from relying on herself, the crutch to hold on to, to promise herself that if she only had him to love, she would have it all come together. Why did she keep throwing men up as smoke screens between herself and herself?

Why is it that only girls stand on the sides of their feet? As if they're afraid to plant themselves?

I wanted to take his leash off and let him run free, but I was scared to. What if he decided he'd had enough of me and ran off to be a stray again?

Like so many men, he needed a woman stronger than himself, for behind the harsh cragginess of the Easter Island façade cowered the small boy, uncertain of himself.

He certainly is very charming, but he makes me feel slightly ill at ease—almost as if I were a woman manquée, if there could be such a thing—you know, something lacking in me." "Oh, well, that's hardly his fault." "No," Dulcie agreed. "Mine, of course.

Seems to me people are mean or evil because they're scared, mostly, or in pain, or afraid they're going to lose something.

I've considered having my nose fixed. But I didn't trust anyone enough. If I could do it myself with a mirror.

Something about all that power seemed to make the assholes who wielded it believe they were invulnerable.

I've worked with a lot of people who are more famous than myself who are terribly insecure.

A guy next to me sees the massive bruise on my arm. "God, what a wuss! You got bruised from playing dodge ball?" I look at him, and I realize that I don't know him. I don't even recognize him from walking through the halls or assemblies. I couldn't tell you what grade he's in or what classes he takes. So why does he even bother? Why does he even bother being mean to me?

You think you're gonna find your soul. Ever since I've known you, you've been thinkin' that someday you're gonna crack and end up like your daddy. And you're been looking for proof that you won't. What you don't realize is this: the looking is the proof. Trust me when I tell you that Billy Dent never had a moment's doubt in his life about what he was and what he was doing. Your doubt is your soul

Sometimes I wonder: Why can't they just see me, not the kid who killed? But then I wonder: Is it because the two are the same? It's bad enough to feel like an outsider. Even worse is when when I wonder: Is this new behavior, or has she been like this all along and I just never noticed? What have I been missing?

There's so much fear involved in trying to do something you don't know how to do that drugs and alcohol can become a big part of your life if you have an addictive personality or are very unsure, which most songwriters are.

No Kidding! Don't you hate it when a Mean Girl says something mean, and then adds, "Just kidding." Like that helps!

It's not about love. Of course I love the little shit. But he knows too much about me that no one else on the planet knows, and when he's around I have no choice but to think about everything I hate about myself and my past. He's a gangrenous leg attached to my psyche, and I need to hack him off before he infects my whole fucking soul.

Elsie was gross. Her eyes were squished above cheek bubbles of fat. Her chin rippled down her neck. She really didn't have a waist except where her stomach bulged out below her chest. Her legs looked like two bed pillows with the ends stuffed in shoes. I knew everyone hated having Elsie in our room.

I pretend I've got lots of confidence and I'm a big jock and like that but deep inside I'm a frightened, insecure, can't-make-it failure.

Adolescents have a very rocky insecure time. Grown-ups treat them like children and yet expect them to act like adults. They give them orders like little animals, then expect them to react like mature, and always rational, self-assured persons of legal stature.

Once you realize that everyone is in the same boat, that everyone is just as insecure and childlike as everyone else, that all these jokers in D.C. ruining our world are just greedy kids grabbing for marbles - I think that realization means you're an adult.

Realize that everyone that you think is perfect feels like they're not good enough, too.

You don't realize you're vying for the approval of everyone so much until being yourself is not approved of.

I realized that bullying never has to do with you. It's the bully who's insecure.

I once saw an elaborate landscape in a gallery, drawn in pencil, that took my breath away. Then I realized the artist probably didn't have enough confidence to use a pen.

When I saw 'Caddyshack,' I realized I couldn't act.