Quotes About Insecurity

Women are slaves to their beauty.

I knew that this man was repeating a pattern over and over again: courting a woman with his intelligence and sympathy, claiming her emotionally; then, when she began to claim in return, running away. And the better a woman was, the sooner he would begin to run. I knew this with my intuition, and yet I sat there in my dark room, looking at the hazed wet brilliance of the purple London night sky, longing with my whole being.

Sometimes he looked at her and thought, Gosh, I wonder what's underneath all that anger, all that hard glossy armor? Maybe there's just an innocent, wounded little girl in there who wants to come out and play and be loved and get happy. But now he wondered if maybe that little girl was long gone, or if she'd ever been there at all. What was under all that armor, all that anger? More anger, and more armor. Anger and armor, all the way down.

Quentin was thin and tall, though he habitually hunched his shoulders in a vain attempt to brace himself against whatever blow was coming from the heavens, and which would logically hit the tall people first.

Blue screen of death: she'd crashed his system. Oh, well. Boys were so unstable that way, full of buggy, self-contradictory code, pathetically unoptimized.

For all that it was a party at Maude Chatwin's house, it was also just a party like any other party. There were pretty people and unpretty people, drunk people and undrunk people, people who didn't care what anybody thought about them and people standing in corners afraid to open their mouths lest somebody look directly at them.

When he was younger it seemed like the only time he wasn't afraid was when he was angry. He'd been so full of fear and self-doubt that the only way he could think of to be strong was to attack the world around him.

Sometimes she looked so beautiful he couldn't believe she had anything to do with him. He could barely believe she existed at all. "But

When he was younger it seemed like the only time he wasn't afraid was when he was angry.

He felt like in gym class trying to look like part of the team while at the same desperately hoping nobody would pass him the ball.

He wondered where this feeling was coming from, that he was improvising his part in a play that everybody else had a script for.

You really are a child, aren't you? You're obviously not enough of a man to have a real relationship. You're not even enough of a man to end a real relationship. Do I have to do absolutely everything for you?

I am suspicious without a motive, and jealous without love; although I feel I ought to love since I desire to be loved.

Don't you think the things people are most ashamed of are things they can't help?

If you strip a lot of performers to the core, you find that urge to show off.

I used to have nightmares that they would put 'He played Ted' on my tombstone.

I used to stutter really badly. Everybody thinks it's funny. And it's not funny. It's not.

I have a big forehead, and I got made fun of all time. When I was a little girl, they used to call me 'five-head.'

People feel powerless and useless in the world. But they can buy something. It can give them a sense of value, of power.

I left school at 15 feeling fairly useless and not really up to scratch in my education. And I still suffer sometimes from that lack of education.

I think I subconsciously put myself in these situations where the girlfriend isn't pleased with me. I'm useless as a boyfriend. That's how I managed to write all these songs.

Every actor has an obsession with their hair. You can see it on set, and you start to realize it's completely silly. I can be very obsessed by my hair, but all these hours spent trying to style it are useless, because ultimately, you can't change your haircut. It's all the same.

It's a completely useless emotion - jealousy. I don't go there.

That is the most difficult thing: to feel that you are useless, not worth as much as before, not worth as much as the others.