Quotes About Insecurity

Just because you…achieve what you always thought would make you feel special does not fix that deep-down internal insecurity. External achievement never equals internal acceptance.

Being insecure - I'm a master, a virtuoso - they can be handing me the keys to the kingdom and all I can think is, I hope I don't drop the key.

was like I kept buying these things to be cool, but cool was always flying just ahead of me, and I could never exactly catch up to it.

It was like I kept buying these things to be cool, but cool was always flying just ahead of me, and I could never exactly catch up to it.

Titus, I'm afraid of silence.

As his neighbor Tatyana Litvinova described it, "Nobody who saw him taking his bows on the platform after his music had been performed could forget his crooked figure, his grimace of misery and the fingers that never stopped drumming on his cheek. It was torture just to watch him! He minced his steps and bowed like a circus pony. There was something robot-like in his movements." He didn't need to be nervous.

And it is easy to believe you are not good enough if you listen to everybody else.

McCarthy fooled as many as he did because a lot of people shared his anxieties

Look at you quivering like a bag of fresh tofu!

However I pretended I could conceal my thoughts as well as he, I knew it was not true. He would see down to my bones. He would gather my weaknesses up and set them with the rest of his collection, alongside Achilles' and Ajax's. He kept them on his person as other men keep their knives.

The great chain of fear.

The question stung. If I had been a proper daughter, he would not have had to ask. I would have been perfect and gleaming with beauty poured straight from my father's source.

Sylvanus was more than shy of himself. A hot rush of blood causing him a curious discomfort, would mount up to his head at the merest approach to physical self-consciousness. He had to forget himself, or he couldn't go on!

O thank you, Uncle Omar. Thank you for instilling a helpless youth with such grave suspicions of women and all their works, that here and now, in my maturity, in my thirty-second year, I cannot confront a lovely and half-naked lady without getting cramps in my toes and saying gahr.

For perhaps the first time in my life I appreciated the corrosive effects of total uncertainty.

He tottered in. In a few moments he came out, hair piece in place. But the haggardness of his face made it look more spurious than before.

anxious little smile that came and went—a mendicant

She was back in three minutes just to tell me that she couldn't guarantee she wouldn't get a little nutty from time to time, but she felt she was past the pill period, and then she headed back toward the beach, a lissome broad in her mirrored sunglasses, walking on good legs, and she was far younger than her years, yet old as the sea she approached.

We are all at the mercy of the hostility

When you cannot like yourself or any part of yourself in mind or body, then you cannot love anyone else at all.

Most of our addictions [shopping, food, bad relationships] as women flare up when we feel that we are not loved or sought after.

Envy first brings depression: "My life isn't as good as yours." Then comes offense: "Why should you have what I don't have?" Which degrades into hatred.

And as for her beauty, she either hides it in fear and anger, or she uses it to secure her place in the world.

En el caso de padres silenciosos, pasivos o ausentes, la pregunta queda sin respuesta. «¿Tengo lo que se requiere? Papá, ¿soy un hombre?» Su silencio es la respuesta: «No lo sé…