Quotes About Self-perception

My heart kind of hurt when I looked at her. Not because I was in love, but because I could tell from looking at her that she didn't hate herself. Not only didn't she seem to hate herself, she barely seemed to think about herself. How fucking glorious must that be?

On her worst days, she feared she was actually less. And that truth had defined the rest of her life.

The odd feeling comes which you know may not be right but which still inhabits you: I belong below people.

When I look at my picture I read stubbornness, balked vanity, panic, vulnerability.)

It's all to do with the way you carry yourself, the way you face the world.

Well, I mean I have forgotten how to go anywhere alone. There are things you have to do. Like throw money into a toll basket on a highway. I'd pull up to it now and panic. Or what if I had to hail a cab? It's hard to believe, but I used to be able to do things when I was twenty that are impossible now [...] It's more than the physical task. It's ...a vision of yourself. If you don't see yourself as being able to do it, then you can't, no matter how easy it is.

The only thing that counted to her was her own opinion of herself. If that became smirched or spoiled there would be nothing left.   And

Kit, you're forty. You look thirty. You act...well, never mind. You're carrying on like you think you're seventy

80% of people's problems are about how they feel about themselves.

Experience, as we know, is deceptive: one judges the world through the prism of what has happened to oneself and considers this a just and reasonable approach, when in fact it is quite obviously the perfect tactic for never learning anything about anything.

Por el modo de vestirse, cada uno hace de su cuerpo una ficción.

You've seen what your perfect self looks like in the MEEP, so when you look in the mirror now, all you see are your flaws.

But looking beautiful isn't, I think, as important as feeling beautiful

She'd worn that color, or gray in its place, for three years now. And unrelenting black for a year before that. It had been a bit of a badge, she realized, a uniform of sorts. One never had to worry about who one was when one's clothing proclaimed it so loudly.

É fácil dizer que não nos importamos com a opinião dos outros quando elas nos são sempre favoráveis

Blond hair, not too blond. Blue eyes—again, not too blue. Awkwardly shaped mouth that never quite held still the way she wanted it to, and the same nondescript nose with the same seven freckles, including the one close to her eye that no one ever noticed but her. It looked like Ireland. She didn't know why that interested her, but it always had.

I have this A-line figure. It starts with my face being small and increases as it goes down. Actually South Indians have this problem. Small face. Big hips.

I think I'm a lot more complicated than my looks might indicate.

As much as the glasses, it's the Englishness and the gangliness. The apparent lack of muscularity... they indicate I'm not a macho man.

I do very little industrial design. I'm asked a lot, but I certainly don't see myself as an industrial designer.

One often has need of one, inferior to himself.

I am a firm believer that the only person who can make you feel inferior is yourself.

One of my biggest problems is that I'm always so influenced by what other people are thinking about me.

I am not that cute. However, because I had played so many cute characters, I am starting to be influenced by them.