Quotes About Insecurity

You like jealousy. You like knowing people want you.' He wasn't talking about sex, and my heart slowed a little. 'Is it not natural to want to be liked?' 'That ain't what you want. It's like you got to have everybody's heart, and if they don't give it, you rip it out and watch it bleed.'

He had come to believe in the fullness and flowering of his love for her, that he knew Violet's every mood, every thought; but now he seemed to be losing her, and this sense that she was drifting away, borne on a current he could not feel, made him angry because it made him afraid.

I wasn't frightened of him physically, but the way he looked at me made me feel insubstantial, as if I were merely a veil between him and the woman he had desired for nearly thirty years.

I felt like an old bone being worried by three dogs, like sooner or later one of them was going to pull too hard, and I was just going to snap in half. The Money Dog, the Fever Dog, and the Dreams Dog I called them, and I didn't know which of them I should be scared of most. They all three had teeth like alligators.

Some days I think I'm too stupid to be let out on my own, and then there's the days that prove it.

The purpose of social media is to show everyone the life you wish you were living, not the one you're actually living. Most people are living two lives. The one they let people see, and the real one.

How terrible it is to recognize that one's brilliance rests solely upon the small-mindedness of others.

That, to me, is the quintessential experience of living in the United States: constantly worrying whether or not the country is about to fall apart.

The words used to drive me into secret rages, because on the one hand I wanted desperately to live up to my own reputation for cleverness, and on the other it seemed very unfair, that that cleverness, which I had never asked for, could be turned into something with which to cut me down.

I wondered whether the writer of that one had once wished she was Lizzy, but feared that she was more like Mary; I know I did.

you said I like to be admired, do you remember? You said I would love anybody who admired me. Dont hate this hard thing I am about to say my darling but sometimes I think its you that would love anybody. Sometimes it seems so astonishing that you should love me that I think you must only want me because you lost so many other things. It isnt just that, is it?

this feeling haunts and inhabits me, like a sickness. it covers me, like skin.

Many women feel that no matter how competent others think they are, or no matter how much they achieve, they are really just fooling everyone.

These women often believe they are fooling anyone who thinks well of them because without any warning the switch inside their heads could turn off and their feelings of inadequacy would be exposed. They worry that they won't have enough time, that their systems won't work, or that people will drop in unexpectedly. Any minute things could fall apart.

I think Vaughn has Social Anxiety Disorder but he's too much of a control freak to give in to it.

Someone who has the delusion Glass, is made of, does not literally believe herself to be made of glass but rather feels fragile and brittle, as if she might break. This might be someone who constantly thinks bad things are going to happen to her, or someone coming off drugs, perhaps, feeling she might break down.

Was it courage that made her take the last step, or weakness? Was it loss that walked her to the edge, or a search for freedom?

his son was a weak and mentally unstable young man with sadistic inclinations—which went a long way toward explaining his current flirtation with the British—

I didn't feel evil. I felt nervous, scared, nothing more.

It's a common weakness among creatives, whether a designer, a writer, or a programmer, to be shy about showing unfinished work.

You know who waxes philosophical about the tiniest weaknesses of enemies? The powerless.

I am the king idiot," he muttered, "of all the world's fucking idiots.

even tired she had that unfeigned natural poise which, in certain girls, makes young boys feel like something on the order of an insect beneath a heel.

I typically avoid looking in the mirror for fear I will accidentally intimidate myself.