Quotes About Insecurity

I'm so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything

I felt very awkward and out of place in school. Not popular, not attractive, not special in any way and I was longing for love and approval from someone.

And she finds it difficult to believe—that a person would love her even when she isn't trying. Trying to figure out what other people need, trying to be worthy.

I am alone and miserable. Only someone as ugly as I am could love me.

How do you react when you think you need people's love? Do you become a slave for their approval?

Jealousy is the lifelong noose hanging about the neck of love.

Jealousy springs more from love of self than from love of another.

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.

Wait. You think I'm going to die? That's why you slept with me?

It's hard loving those who don't much like themselves: "If you're so great, why would you think I'm so great.

Is it a crime when you love someone so much that you can't stand the thought of them changing? Is it a crime when you love someone so much that you can't see clearly?

Jealousy is that pain which a man feels from the apprehension that he is not equally beloved by the person whom he entirely loves.

Jealousy contains more of self-love than of love.

Jealousy is love bed of burning snarl.

A love affair based on jealousy is doomed from the start ... It is certanly a sign of love, but it's a sign that it's already dying.

But do you love me? If Erik were good-looking, would you love me, Christine?

No greater mischief could be wrought Than love united to a jealous thought.

Mum used to hide love letters from my boyfriends and put me down. Now I understand that she was a Polish immigrant forced to settle in Chicago. She was jealous of the freedom life gave me.

You can sell millions of records, be showered with all this love and admiration and still feel despised and unwanted. That's what I felt. I've made a lot of mistakes I'm not proud of.

Relying on another is an expression of attachment, not love, a manifestation of insecurity and suffering, not understanding the true nature of our lives.

Jealousy is a painful passion; yet without some share of it, the agreeable affection of love has difficulty to subsist in its full force and violence.

Psychologically, it is important to understand that the simple fact of being interviewed and investigated has a coercive influence. As soon as a man is under cross-examination, he may become paralyzed by the procedure and find himself confessing to deeds he never did. In a country where the urge to investigate spreads, suspicion and insecurity grow.

Worthlessness is the default condition.

Pride falls in love with its own creations, and tries to make them absolute.