Quotes About Insecurity

How is the birdhouse coming along, Charlie Brown?" "Well, I'm a lousy carpenter, I can't nail straight, I can't saw straight and I always split the wood... I'm nervous, I lack confidence, I'm stupid, I have poor taste and absolutely no sense of design... So, all things considered, it's coming along okay!

Schroeder, do you think I'm beautiful?" "I think you're the most beautiful girl the world has ever known..." "You hate me, don't you?

Nobody likes me!" "I wish I could like you, Charlie Brown, but I can't... If I were to like you, it would be admitting that I was lowering my standards! You wouldn't want me to do that, would you? Be reasonable! I have standards that I have set up for liking people, and you just don't meet those standards! It wouldn't be reasonable for me to like you!" "I hate myself for being so unreasonable!

He tapped me gently in the chest. "And neither are you. So, if your mind is telling you that God slipped up and might have made one giant mistake when it comes to you, you remember the firefly's butt.

I think I have an extremely aggravated case of paranoia

It was a pattern he would play out his entire life: Rather than lose someone he cared for, he would withdraw first, usually by creating some mock conflict as a way of lessening the abandonment he felt was inevitable.

Jeff wished he were a computer himself. It sounded so calm and certain. He, as usual, was terrified.

You must be in fashion is the utterance of weak headed mortals.

The male ego is a curious thing. It's about the size of a small continent but it's extremely brittle.

How do you convince someone to change, to stop being afraid of himself? How do you convince yourself not to be so scared all the time?

You wish your face was more—more, something. You don't know what. Maybe not more. Less. Less flat. Less delicate. More rugged. Your jawline more defined. This face that feels like a mask, that has never felt quite right on you. That reminds you, at odd times, and often after two to four drinks, that you're Asian. You are Asian! Your brain forgets sometimes. But then your face reminds you.

He allowed it to happen, allowed himself to become "generic", so that no one could even tell what was happening. He is guilty, Your Honor and ladies and gentlemen of the jury. Guilty of wanting to become a part of something that never wanted him. The defense rests.

You are good," I say. "No I'm not. I'm not I'm not. I'm not," she says. "I'm no good." And then, softly to herself: "Am I?

Sometimes when I'm brushing my teeth, I'll look in the mirror and I swear my reflection seems kind of disappointed.

I realized a couple of years ago that not only am I not super-skilled at anything, I'm not even particularly good at being myself.

By putting ourselves below everyone, we're building in a self-defense mechanism. Protecting against real engagement. By imagining that no one wants us, that all others are so different from us, we're privileging our own point of view.

Everyone had clearly spent far too long perfecting their appearance. I used to feel intimidated by people like this; now I see them as walking insecurity beacons, slaves to the perceived judgment of others, trapped within a self- perpetuating circle of crushing status anxiety.

I used to feel intimidated by people like this; now I see them as walking insecurity beacons, slaves to the perceived judgement of others, trapped within a self- perpetuating circle of crushing status anxiety.

Actors search for rejection. If they don't get it they reject themselves.

That's the trouble with the world. We all despise ourselves.

I've had to deal, a lot, with my own sense of intimidation at meeting famous people - especially actors, but really any famous people.

What is love anyway? From my new vantage point, I realize that love is nothing more than a messy conglomeration of need, desperation, fear of death and insecurity about penis size.

You always have this fear in a movie of just being somebody's woman.

Women are all vulnerable, and each of us is only as secure as those women that society puts on the "bottom," not as powerful as the token top.