Quotes About Self-consciousness

Eerst zie je er niks geks in rond te tollen tot je erbij neervalt, maar op een dag valt het je op dat mensen naar jou kijken, je vertraagt en houdt nog even vol, maar ten slotte, om niet op te vallen, stop je er maar mee.

And if blushing serves to heighten such sensitivity, this may be to one's ultimate advantage.

Embarrassment causes blushing, and blushing causes embarrassment—so what makes the cycle stop?

By December of 1998, her blushing had become intolerable

It's not such a huge deal when this happens at a 7-Eleven. It's pretty huge, though, when you spend the entire job interview trying not to come across like a box of hair and you come across like a box of hair.

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I didn't do things because I didn't want him to think different about me.

Maybe he didn't encourage me to do things, but he didn't prevent me from doing them either. But after a while, I didn't do things because I didn't want him thinking different about me. But the thing is, I wasn't being honest. So, why would I care whether or not he loved me when he didn't really even know me?

It's just that some people walk with their heads to the ground for some reason. They don't like to look other people in the eye.

Self-consciousness, that's what it is. Always my abiding vice. I keep seeing myself. Me watching myself watching others watch me. How do you lose that? What's the trick?

It's not all bad. Heightened self-consciousness, apartness, an inability to join in, physical shame, and self-loathing - they are not all bad. Those devils have also been my angels. Without them I would never have disappeared into language, literature, the mind, laughter, and all the mad intensities that made and unmade me.

None of this is important in itself, but I feel somewhere that it has a lot to do with why I have always felt separate, why I have always felt unable to join in, to let go, to become part of the tribe, why I have always sniped or joked from the sidelines, why I have never, ever, lost my overwhelmingly self-conscious self-consciousness.

He knew he could never jingle change in his pocket or park his car like a confident adult, he was the Adrian he had always been, casting a guilty look over a furtive shoulder, living in eternal dread of a grown-up striding forward to clip his ear.

We were using FaceTime Audio, which I preferred to us looking at each other's faces as we talked—I got distracted by the way my nose seemed enormous, or what someone was doing behind me. I also didn't want her to see the size of the buttered muffins I was eating.

He was rapt, suddenly unself-conscious. I turned away, unexpectedly afraid to look at him. I was afraid of what he might be feeling, the depth of his loss, the extent of his fears. Will Traynor's life had been so far beyond the experiences of mine. Who was I to tell him how he should want to live it?

I didn't like the thought of being watched all the time.

A lot of people move around in life chronically ashamed of how they look, or how they feel, or what they said, or what they did. It's like a permanent adolescent concern. Adolescence is when you're permanently concerned about what other people think of you.

As the will to truth thus gains self-consciousness - there can be no doubt of that - morality will gradually perish now: this is the great spectacle in a hundred acts reserved for the next two centuries in Europe - the most terrible, most questionable, and perhaps also the most hopeful of all spectacles. Friedrich Nietzsche, The Genealogy of Morals

Listen to me. I'm shy. I'm not stupid. I can't meet people's eyes. I don't know if you understand what that's like. There's a whole world going on around me, I'm aware of that. It's not because I don't want to look at you, Lucinda. It's that I don't want to be seen.

People don't really understand, but having people stare, and point, and take pictures, even if it is in a positive framework, is quite isolating there's no two ways about it. You feel a little bit, you know, freakish.

Man may be defined as the animal that can say I, that can be aware of himself as a separate entity.

Consciousness of the bond between the male opponents is the beginning of masculine self-consciousness.

She wore no make-up, and her small, tense face looked chronically embarrassed, as if it got attached by mistake to the wrong person.

she worried about whether I had the clothes and social skills to fit in.