Quotes About Self-perception

I guess it is vanity that makes most of us keep straight, if we do keep straight, in this world.

People never like me and I never like people, she thought. And I never can talk as the Crawford children could. They were always talking and laughing and making noises.

How does thee like thyself?

As she stood on the stone floor she looked a very small, odd little black figure, and she felt as small and lost and odd as she looked.

I'm growing fatter, said Mary

How does tha' like thysel'?" she inquired, really quite as if she were curious to know.

As Chevalley says,] 'Sicilians never want to improve for the simple reason that they think themselves perfect...

I have one outstanding trait in my character, which must strike anyone who knows me for any length of time, and that is my self-knowledge. I can watch myself and my actions, just like an outsider.

La verdad es que Jay Gatsby, de West Egg, Long Island, nació de su platónica concepción de sí mismo.

A MAN'S ALTER EGO is nothing more than his favorite image of himself.

nothing more than his favorite image of himself. The mirror in my room in the Windsor Hotel in Paris reflected my favorite image of me—a darkly handsome young airline pilot, smooth-skinned, bull-shouldered and immaculately groomed. Modesty is not one of my virtues. At the time, virtue was not one of my virtues.

A man's alter ego is nothing more than his favorite image of himself.

People label themselves with all sorts of adjectives. I can only pronounce myself as 'nauseatingly miserable beyond repair'.

Looking on oneself as something alien, forgetting the sight, remembering the gaze.

It seems hard to remain a bachelor...to model your appearance and behaviour on one or two bachelors remembered from your youth. That is how it will be, only that in reality it will be you yourself standing there, today and later, with a body and a real head, and so with a brow too, to strike with your hand.

it looks worn to them in the mirror... almost not wearable at all.

Only sometimes in the evening, when they come home late from a party, it looks worn to them in the mirror... almost not wearable any more.

I had ordered long legs, but they never arrived. My eyes are weird too, one is gray and the other is green. I have a crooked smile and my nose looks like a ski slope. No, I would not win a Miss contest.

I keep the shutters closed because I like to work in a hermetic environment. I like mirrors. When you look out of the window, all you see is ugliness, but when you look in the mirror all you see is beauty.

When you seek out - or seek to avoid - your own reflection, the modern city becomes a hall of mirrors: car windows, reflective walls, and plate glass are everywhere, transmitting a cacophony of different versions of you - this one too short, that one too wide, another one with a sickly color you've never seen before.

For a long time at Blackburn and at Fulham last season, I was playing on the right wing. I've never seen myself as a right-winger. I could play there and come inside and try to create.

I'm not a winner. My nature is not the nature of a winner.

I love the texture of my skin and I love my freckles and even if my nose gets a little red, I don't mind so much.

'Handsome' means many things to many people. If people consider me handsome, I feel flattered - and have my parents to thank for it. Realistically, it doesn't hurt to be good-looking, especially in this business.