Quotes About Insecurity

Cuando no sabemos a quién odiar, nos odiamos a nosotros mismos.

Me he pasado la vida atacándolo todo porque me daba demasiado miedo arriesgarme a crear algo... Nunca nada estaba bien —dice mi madre—, o sea que al final de mi vida no me queda nada.

Crying is right at hand in the smothering dark, closed inside someone else, when you see how everything you can ever accomplish will end up as trash. Anything you're ever proud of will be thrown away. And I'm lost inside. This is as close as I've been to sleeping in almost a week.

People really need somebody they feel superior to.

We buy things we don't need, with money we don't have, to impress people we don't like.

People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their mess cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.

Writers are made -- forged, really, in a kiln of their own madness and insecurities -- over the course of many, many moons.

He can punch a gobbo so hard the thing erupts into a rain of gobbo guts, but standing in line at the bank gives him the shivering shits. Interacting with Snakefaces? Fine. Talking to real people? Jesus fuck. The

It was terrible, being married to someone who thinks the worst of you.

it took me a long time to realize that she, too, was cautious and bourgeois, frightened of the unknown and so uncertain of herself that she could hardly bear to make a mark.

It doesn't ever occur to you, as you fashion your mask so carefully, that it will grow into your skin and graft itself, come to seem irremovable.

Sometimes I felt that growing up and being a girl was about learning to be afraid.

He understood Lawrence was weak and frightened, as bullies generally were when you scratched just beneath the surface of their swagger. "I

A suicide attempt can be very much like falling in love. You're not really sure, as you proceed, what is real and what you're making up as you go. You're genuinely uncertain how the whole thing's going to turn out. You want it, but you don't. It seems both inevitable and impossible.

And I want to be held down. I don't know what to do with the horrifying freedom that can destroy me.

I swear, the bigger the bully, the smaller the dick.

I am not your Father. I am but a child, like you. Afraid, like you. Fearing sometimes, as you fear.

Logic is the last refuge of a coward.

Yes, he knew his face was finely made, his forehead broad, his gaze haunting, his lips sculpted so that even a sneer looked fetching on them, but he needed a living mirror to tell him so.

I feel about my phone the way horror-movie ventriloquists feel about their dummies: It's smarter than me, better than me, and I will kill anyone who comes between us.

Fear drove these people, even more than cotton money.

And I was fairly certain that my strong-enough-for-King-Kong-but-made-for-a-woman deodorant had utterly failed. --Doom with a View

The man, whose self-esteem had always depended on the respect of others, is emotionally destroyed.

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