Quotes About Insecurity

I do not want certainty. In fact, certainty is the one thing I fear the most.

Kessa ran her fingers over her stomach. Flat. But was it flat enough? Not quite. She still had some way to go. Just to be safe, she told herself. Still, it was nice the way her pelvic bones rose like sharp hills on either side of her stomach. I love bones. Bones are beautiful.

She used to look forward to changing in the locker room when other girls stole shocked glances at her emaciated body last spring. Now they would look at her and think she was fat--just as fat as all the other girls, maybe even fatter. Nothing separated her from the parade of thunder thighs trooping up the stairs from the locker room to the gym.

I wish I felt brave." "Do you know how a brave person feels?" "How?" "Scared.

She sat for a long time in the chair, rocking gently, wishing she were thinner. Somehow that would make all of this turmoil vanish.

A large key is not a guarantee of security," says Hellman, "but a small key is a guarantee of insecurity.

I don't think, generally speaking, people become writers because they were the really good, really cool, attractive kid in class. I'll be honest. This is our revenge for people who were much better looking and more popular than us. I was a bit like that, I suppose.

A child has no trouble believing the unbelievable, nor does the genius or the madman. It's only you and I, with our big brains and our tiny hearts, who doubt and overthink and hesitate.

Jealousy and pride were equally vain.

There is nothing so unsure as the plans we make that rely on the sensible behavior of another human being.

I have an inferiority complex, but it's not a very good one.

You had to face the fear to be worthy of acceptance.

There was no serpent on the road, no sly hissing voice in his head, only his own doubts and fears.

When people stopped to stare at him, his flesh shrank, because he thought they found him objectionable. He did not realise how striking he was, how the mark of his people set him apart, surrounded him with an ambience of otherworldiness, something bewitching. This lack of self-awareness contributed greatly to his allure.

Daniel was in danger, he was sure of it, and Othman was involved.

What he saw in you made him afraid, for you were a dark mirror.

Shem's body looked so perfect, it could have been an idealised statue of male beauty. Daniel heard Sofia utter a lascivious, appreciative murmur, and a blade of pure jealousy sliced through his belly. She would want a piece of Shem. Everyone did.

Shan felt he'd lost the closeness he enjoyed with his mentor, because the others were there.

Daniel has betrayed you, Owen. He laughed about you, as Lily did. Both of them prefer my attention to yours. You are weak, unskilled, a fumbling, hopeless lover. Give yourself to me now. Let me teach you.

You have a beautiful face, mister. I'd hate to think of it pecked away.

Sexual partners who dropped you without a word caused the most horrible of self-doubts.

In her heart, she was afraid that Lahash's attraction to her was far outweighed by his desire to snare Shemyaza.

love's shadow is jealousy.

Put her in any situation that was even vaguely new and personal and she was lost; her pale, almost translucent skin and auburn hair seemed to signal everything she was feeling. She may raise her chin in proud disdain and even curl her lip in an emergency, but nobody was likely to be fooled if she glowed the colour of a midsummer sunset.