Quotes About Self-image

With my sunglasses on, I'm Jack Nicholson. Without them, I'm fat and 60. -Jack Nicholson

If you think you're attractive, you're always attractive.

I bet you look good naturally." "Not true," she said, shaking her head. "I spend plenty of time at the gym doing all the things that keep me looking good. I practice yoga and Pilâtes, and sometimes I starve myself to squeeze into something stunning." "That's 'cause you're a movie star. You have to.

People take you at your own evaluation, or at least the value that you appear to show.

There's more to clothing than just adornment. It does more than merely change how the world perceives us. It changes how we perceive ourselves.

Aside from being terrifying, it was totally humiliating. Rose Tyler, Barbie doll.

Well, I didn't need them. I didn't need anyone. I was Lola Rose. I just wished I looked more like my idea of Lola Rose.

There's something to be said about a slightly plump person—you have just enough of too much.

A man who chronically mistreats you is a terrible source of information about who you are. His vision is too distorted, too self-centered, and too self-serving to have any useful clarity, especially when the subject is you.

I think I know what sort of person I am. But then I think, But this stranger will imagine me quite otherwise when he or she hears this or that to my credit, for instance that I have a position at the university: the fact that I have a position at the university will appear to mean that I must be the sort of person who has a position at the university.

It is the lowered head that makes her seem less noble than, say, a horse, or a deer surprised in the woods. More exactly, it is her lowered head and neck. As she stands still, the top of her head is level with her back, or even a little lower, and so she seems to be hanging her head in discouragement, embarrassment, or shame. There is at least a suggestion of humility and dullness about her. But all these suggestions are false.

I looked like a woman in glasses, but I had dreams of leading a very different kind of life, the life of a woman who would not wear glasses, the kind of woman I saw from a distance now and then in a bar.

While you're saving your face, you're losing your ass.

Over the last few years, my comfort level with how I look has improved. My age has helped. You get used to yourself and accept yourself.

Showing up underdressed is as smart as standing in the marketplace and shouting you've become an agent for the crown." "I'd hang myself first. I hate being a female." "Well until you sprout a beard and cock there you are.

Labels only stick if I let them.

I had allowed to settle into the core of who I am. I talked about myself in ways I would never let another person.

But no matter, because that's about the time Jesus will remind us that thighs aren't something we'll ever think about in eternity. And all God's girls say

For as he thinks in his heart, so is he" (NLV).

Our attitudes, our perspectives, our ways of relating to others, our methods of responding to the circumstances of the world around us, our self-image, even our understanding of God have all been shaped by the destructive values and dehumanizing structures of the world's brokenness.

When, at a party, a woman (half socialite, half journalist) told me how "brave" she thought I had been for not getting a facelift, I was tempted to comment on the courage she had shown in dealing with the results of hers.

What are a country's strengths, and where is it vulnerable? Is its political system controlled from the top or driven by pressures from below? Are neighbors friendly or hostile? What is the nation's self-image? Are the people in charge decisive and visionary, or insecure and unable to see beyond the present?

Projection ranges from the devastating to the trivial, but all acts of projection reduce our anxiety and help us keep our image of ourselves intact. Remember that projection is an unconscious way we have of handling distress and anxiety, so we need to be gentle with ourselves when we start investigating the ways in which we protect ourselves from uncomfortable feelings.

I have aged. When I look in my polished bronze mirror, there are lines upon my face. I am thickened too and my skin has begun growing loose. I cut myself with my herbs and the scars stay. Sometimes I like it. Sometimes I am vain and dissatisfied. But I do not wish myself back. Of course my flesh reaches for the earth. That is where it belongs.