Quotes About Self-perception

I'm so used to my appearance, I don't feel either offended or pleased by it. To be honest, I am not madly interested.

She predicted that when she became queen she would feel transformed—grander, nobler, wiser—but she still felt disappointingly just like herself.

I possessed dark hair too coarse for fashion, pale skin too prone to freckle in the sun, and dark eyes too easily regarded as "sly," all coupled with a manner of speaking that was too loud and too frank. These fine qualities and others like them resulted in my being informed on a daily basis that I was both a nuisance and a disappointment.

People don't want you to be yourself, they just want you to be the person that they've decided you should be.

There are two of me now, old and disfigured, new and disheveled. A crinkled, yellow newspaper balled up in the fireplace, spidery face, rotted jaw, sewn and resewn.

There's a company called "True Mirror" that makes non reversing mirrors that show you how you actually appear to other people.

It's kind of weird, because I look at myself as just a normal person. My friends get rejected all the time, so why shouldn't I? I don't think I'm anything special.

I think we live in a time where people are just insane on the subject of how they look.

This is a photograph of me as I wish I looked all the time. Then I might have a chance of getting in Hollywood.

I have a really difficult time watching myself on film. I literally cower in my seat and cover my face.

Every time I see myself in print or on TV, I feel like a little white girl. I feel fat.

I have this idea of myself as this quiet, observant, thoughtful child, which my parents roundly contradict. They claim that I was loud and bossy and dancing all the time.

As the only girl growing up for a long time with only boys, as you pointed out, it seems like I was always surrounded by guys. There was this sense in which my female body was a problem.

Hearing myself so much all the time, I don't think I sound that special all the time because it's me.

She was convinced that she was anorexic, because every time she looked in the mirror she did indeed see a fat person.

I have photographs taken of me at the time I was addicted, and thought I looked good. I see them today and realize my eyes were dead.

I looked like a boy for a long time. Now I feel like a woman.

I don't dabble and spend much mind or time dealing with, I don't know, people's perceptions of me. I truly don't.

They say I work for the angels they never said I was one

I thought I was white bread.

I looked at myself in that window, oblivious to all the people around me and I stared and smiled that particular smile. You know that smile that seems to knock you and tell you how pathetic you are? That's the smile I was smiling.

No one's urine smells as good as your own. The

Although he liked nearly everything else about himself, Keith hated his redeeming features. In his view they constituted his only major shortcoming -his one tragic flaw.

And quite right too. Thinking back, actually, 'self-infatuation' strikes me as a rather ill-chosen word. It isn't so much that I like or love myself. Rather, I'm sentimental about myself. (I say, is this normal for someone my age?) What do I think of Charles Highway? I think: 'Charles Highway? Oh, I like him. Yes, I've got a soft spot for old Charles. He's all right is Charlie. Chuck's ... okay.