Quotes About Self-esteem

Here is what I know about dressing like your teenage daughter: She will always look better than you

I sit on the sidewalk with a sign. Maybe you think its humiliating, but it's only humiliating if I feel humiliated, and I don't. What did Eleanor Roosevelt say? 'No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

One gets on better in life if one is not over modest.

All day long I hear nothing but what an exasperating child I am, and although I laugh it off and pretend not to mind, I wish I could ask God to give me another personality, one that doesn't antagonize everyone.

I know I have my faults and shortcomings, but the blow them all out of proportion!

Sincer vorbind, nu pot s?-mi imaginez prea bine cum poate cineva s? spun? "Sunt slab" È™i s? continue s? r?mân? slab.

Everyone thinks I'm showing off when I talk, ridiculous when I'm silent, insolent when I answer, cunning when I have a good idea, lazy when I'm tired, selfish when I eat one bite more than I should, stupid, cowardly, calculating, etc., etc. All day long I hear nothing but what an exasperating child I am, and although I laugh it off and pretend not to mind, I do mind. I wish I could ask God to give me another personality, one that doesn't antagonize everyone.

What if I shave? he said. I look much better when I'm shaved. My cousin will vouch for that—do I not look almost handsome when I shave, Edward? He didn't wait for the duke's reply but turned earnestly back to Prudence. Do you think you could marry me if I shaved?

Being enough was going to have to be an inside job.

When I was young, I used to be so jealous of other girls that it crippled me.

Most of us don't notice how great we look until years, even decades later. Not long ago, I was looking at photos of myself at various ages and weights—way before the neckular deterioration began, way before the fanny pack of menopause—and I could see how gorgeous I must have looked to everyone else.

The only thing to do when the sense of dread and low self-esteem tells you that you are not up to this is to wear it down by getting a little work done every day. You really can do it, really can find these people inside you and learn to hear what they have to say.

Could you say this about yourself right now, that you have immense and intrinsic value, at your current weight and income level, while waiting to hear if you got the job or didn't, or sold your book or didn't? This idea that I had all the value I'd ever need was concealed from me my whole life. I want a refund. In this world of suffering and grace, of brokenness and sky, of bad skin and buckteeth and one another, I cannot add to the value of myself.

There's something wrong in not appreciating one's own special abilities, my girl. Find your own limitations, yes, but don't limit yourself with false modesty.

Why is it so important to affirm a child? Because a child who is truly accepted by his parents and/or influencing adults can growing up learning to accept himself. Without a constant, debilitating sense of guilt and defeat, he will become at ease with himself. He'll be able to admit his own failures and weaknesses. He'll be able to forget himself and love others. He won't spend his energies worrying about what people think of him, and he won't spend his energies putting down others.

My body wasn't the problem; my thoughts and beliefs were.

You are someone worth loving

I don't like myself, you know. I love myself, of course, I'm committed to myself till my dying day. But I don't like myself.

You never, never ask a young man to take you anywhere, Molly. It's cheap. It sounds desperate. It sounds like you can't get a date any other way. With your height and those big breasts, you're always going to have to be careful not to look desperate. A real beauty can get away with it, maybe, but the rest of us ordinary girls have to be very, very careful not to look desperate.

He knew her weakness. She wanted to be pretty, and thought she wasn't. When in fact he thought she was quite the prettiest thing in his memory.

It didn't matter what you looked like. It was how you carried yourself, how you saw yourself.

It didn't matter what you looked like. It was how you carried yourself, how you saw yourself. Strength and reflexes were only part of it—Shay simply knew that she was special, and so she was. Everyone else was just wallpaper

She wondered how much of being ugly was just an awkward age.

Shay scowled. "What, can't you stand me? Do you need to get some picture into your head so you can imagine it instead of my face?" "Shay! Come on. It's just for fun." "Making ourselves feel ugly is not fun." "We are ugly!" "This whole game is just designed to make us hate ourselves.