Quotes About Self-perception

Inaccurate self-observation. People with ADD are poor self-observers. They do not accurately gauge the impact they have on other people. They usually see themselves as less effective or powerful than other people do.

That's the problem with being an adult: people have already made up their minds about us; we've even made up our minds about ourselves.

Nothing exists unconditionally, even not one, with oneself.

Since I stand as a fake one; despite that, I want Twitter should verify the Fakeness with a blue tick, as a genuine fake. Can I qualify if I also create a fake website to prove precisely that?

The American cult of rugged individualism makes human men think they're all supposed to be alphas, but it doesn't work that way.

Narrow-shouldered and light framed as i remembered, but forcing his way through the crowds with his arms bowed as if he thought of himself as a heavyweight.

Tâm h?n ?úng là m?t th? bí ?n. Nó v?n thu?c v? ta mà chính b?n thân ta l?i không th? n?m b?t, th?m chí ?ôi lúc th?y s? nó.

I'm just a person trapped inside a woman's body.

I felt experienced without feeling that I, personally, had been through anything.

Think about the impact on you of not being ideal for your culture. It has to affect you—not only how others have treated you but also how you have come to treat yourself.

The great man is not so great as folks think, and the dull man is not quite so stupid as he seems. The difference in our estimates of men lies in the fact that one individual is able to get his goods into the show-window, and the other is not aware that he has any show-window or any goods.

You wouldn't worry so much about what others think of you if you realized how seldom they do.

That connection between anxiety and ugliness unexpectedly consoled me. You can turn ugly because of worries—

Ognuno si racconta la vita come gli fa comodo».

The attentions of Pasquale Peluso consoled me greatly, I liked that he made me laugh. Maybe I'm not so ugly, I thought, maybe I can't see myself.

Was it possible that I—short, too full-figured, wearing glasses, I diligent but not intelligent, I who pretended to be cultured, informed, when I wasn't—could have believed that he would like me even just for the length of a vacation?

Maybe I'm not so ugly, I thought, maybe I can't see myself.

Tal vez no sea tan fea, pensé, tal vez soy yo la que no sé verme.

I began to weep with loneliness. What was I, who was I? I felt pretty again, my pimples were gone, the sun and the sea had made me slimmer, and yet the person I liked and whom I wished to be liked by showed no interest in me. What signs did I carry, what fate?

Fiz uma pausa, depois continuei: talvez haja algo errado nessa vontade dos homens de nos instruir; na época eu era uma menina e não percebia que, naquele seu desejo de me transformar, estava a prova de que não gostava de mim tal como eu era, queria que eu fosse outra, ou melhor, não desejava simplesmente uma mulher, mas uma mulher como ele imaginava que poderia ser se tivesse nascido mulher.

La belleza que Cerullo llevaba en la cabeza desde niña no ha encontrado salidas, Greco, y le ha ido a parar toda en la cara, en el pecho, en los muslos y el culo, sitios donde se pasa muy pronto y después es como si nunca la hubiese tenido".

Yo estaba aturdida, tenía la sensación de que la piel me apretaba demasiado los músculos, los huesos. Esa era la verdadera vida de Carrano. O la falsa, pero a mí me parecía ya más propia de él que la otra.

Even as a child, he said, I knew I wasn't what the others thought but not what I thought, either. I said to myself: I'm another thing, a thing hidden in the veins, it has no name and waits.

And, above all things, never think that you're not good enough yourself. A man should never think that. My belief is that in life people will take you very much at your own reckoning.