Quotes About Insecurity

Our true identity is to love without fear and insecurity. Our higher potential finds us when we set our course in that direction. The power of love and compassion transforms insecurity.

We want to believe we couldn't be replaced, and that the people we love are irreplaceable.

There's that whole thing that happens in relationships - you can love someone but, as soon as they stop loving you so unconditionally that they stop being themselves, it can be so dangerous.

I think that promoting insecurity in the form of plastic surgery is infinitely more harmful than an artistic expression related to body modification.

I love to sing and I really love to write, but in terms of being onstage, I'm not that comfortable.

Fear is stronger than love

The greatest single cause of a poor self-image is the absence of unconditional love.

Beauty can get a woman what she wants: love and money. But when beauty leaves you, so can the things it brought.

You don't have to love me. Just don't leave me," he said against my leg

Jealousy is indeed a poor medium to secure love, but it is a secure medium to destroy one

I think I actually did write about love because I kind of had a fear of it, like we all do, nobody wants to get hurt.

The knives of jealousy are honed on details.

When someone fears losing your affection, he or she will strive to keep it. Perhaps you have strived to keep someone's affection, too. Fear of loss is not love.

I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.

I think there were times when I was so afraid of losing you that I forgot I even had you at all.

Light love is desire of pleasure; great love is fear of being alone.

Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; Where little fears grow great, great love grows there.

The most terrible thing of all is happy love, for then there is fear in everything.

Jealousy is not love, but self-love.

As an only child, I never felt insecure and always had total love.

I am honestly not sure how capable I am of love. And I'm not sure why.

Every time a friend succeeds, I die a little.

sometimes I think I've got this hard kernel in my heart, and nothing much can get inside it. I doubt if I can really love anybody.

I think if I weren't so beautiful, maybe, I'd have more character