Quotes About Validation

It is thus with most of us; we are what other people say we are. We know ourselves chiefly by hearsay.

No matter what our achievements might be, we think well of ourselves only in rare moments. We need people to bear witness against our inner judge, who keeps book on our shortcomings and transgressions. We need people to convince us that we are not as bad as we think we are.

One thing I know beyond doubt. Had [Babbage] overheard someone he respected praise him highly it would have sweetened life for him for more than a day. We are starved for praise. It reconciles us with life. . . . Self-doubt is at the core of our being. We need people who by their attitude and words will convince us that we are not as bad as we think we are. Hence the vital role of judicious praise.

Some of the most painful and debilitating injuries are the hardest to prove.

To be loved because of one's merit, because one deserves it, always leaves doubt; maybe I did not please the person whom I want to love me, maybe this, or that - there is always a fear that love could disappear.

I have actor friends, but they're not famous. I feel like if you're an actor or - famous, you have to overly prove that you're a normal, cool person.

I feel like people start to believe things that people say about them and start to think they're really important. If you have a family that is down to earth and cool, I don't see how you can be like that.

I mean, why am I considered an 'it girl?' Because I'm in a lot of movies right now or am on the covers of magazines? I just hope there is something solid behind that. Because here's the thing with 'it girl' status. It's great and amazing that anybody is saying that at all. But how long does that last?

Putting our minds to something has never been the problem. The problem has been: Who decides whose mind is worthy?

People tend to seek and latch on to information that confirms their pre-existing beliefs while avoiding, disregarding, or minimizing evidence that challenges them.

Your father says you're the smart one." "Not the pretty one," I said. I was mortified. "Oh, you can fake pretty," she said.

Many lower class Americans view protesters as disreputable and unhelpful, as 'professional activists' who are entirely disconnected from the working class because they've never experienced struggle in their own personal lives, and who protest mainly to find personal validation.

In a related context, Nigerian American novelist Teju Cole once tweeted, "The White Savior Industrial Complex is not about justice. It is about having a big emotional experience that validates privilege.

But when I asked Fred directly about the oft-misunderstood concept of self-esteem, he said, "Now self-esteem is certainly not brought about by people saying that a child has done something wonderful when that person doesn't believe it.

Self-esteem doesn't come from a child hearing something that's not true about him or her. If an adult does not believe that the child has done a good job with something, well, it's not the least bit helpful to say so.

When our children were old enough to communicate, I would try to talk them out of their negative feelings—or convince them there was no foundation for them. But what I found out is that suppressing feelings has the same fate as trying to suppress a beachball in the ocean—they both come out sideways.

I think of myself as a fairly attractive girl and always have, thanks to my mom. I was brought into this world thinking I was gorgeous because my mother was extremely devoted to this notion.

He told himself, "good-dog" but it wasn't the same.

It seems your problem is the same one we all have. You don't know if you are truly loved.

Creíase bienquisto entre los congregados habituales de Valcombe, y no erraba del todo al suponerlo.

Shyness has a strange element of narcissism, a belief that how we look, how we perform, is truly important to other people.

Let's just call it like it is, no need to pretty it up. I care what other people think of me. I'm not Jesus Christ. I'm just a girl in the world.

I can't help but wonder...if it's such a big deal for a middle-aged white guy to feel important...What happens when he doesn't?