Quotes About Self-doubt

Imagine who you could be, what you could accomplish-if only you could get out of your own way.

I automatically assume people won't like me, so I don't talk to them unless they approach me first. I can't become a part of a crowd because I can't get past that feeling that I don't belong.

For some of us, it's safer to believe there's something wrong with us than to be aware of the reality of our lives.

Whatever I do seems artificial and false, to me.

Truth be told, most of us are faking our way through life. We pick only those battles we are sure to win, only those adventures we are sure to handle, only those beauties we are sure to rescue.

I was too weak to walk. At least, I thought I was too weak. But in truth, I was too weak to try.

He wondered about himself (whether he was broken, or special, or better, or worse) and about other people (whether they were really all as stupid as they seemed).

Secretly we fear ourselves, not the fear itself.

But like all beautiful faces Emily's made you believe that its possessor was a better person than she was. It allowed her to pass for stoical when she was petrified, and mysterious and aloof when she was so filled with self-doubt that she bought presents for other people when it was her birthday, framed most of her conversation in terms of apology and regret, and for all her talent could no longer manage to string twenty-five paragraphs fo prose together to make a short story.

I saw that I could write ten thousand more pages of shimmering prose and still be nothing but a blind minotaur stumbling along broken ground, an unsuccessful, overweight ex-wonder boy with a pot habit and a dead dog in the trunk of my car.

To think about failure was to invite failure.

Men under stress are fools, and fool themselves.

She has failed. She wishes she didn't mind. Something, she thinks, is wrong with her.

Usted me considera estúpido, ¿verdad? Tal vez tenga razón. Pero me parece que de alguna manera hay que ser estúpido si se quiere hacer algo. Y a mi, princesa, me interesa más hacer algo que justificarme por ello.

a person who knows his own mind well enough to mistrust it.

I realised suddenly that I was thirty-four and not making a very good job of it.

writer, I cannot remember who, spoke of a person having "a confusing grace." With an uncertainty alongside her warmth, that is how Emily has always been for me. You trusted her but she didn't trust herself. She was "good," but she was not that way in her own eyes. Those qualities still had not balanced out somehow, or agreed with each other. She

I've hated myself since I knew my own name. But 'Bake Off' has simply confirmed to me what a bottom-feeding halfwit I am.

I think, for me, with regard to my parents, my biggest fear was not that they would reject me but that I would disappoint them. That by coming out, I would simultaneously dash my own dreams and their dreams for me, and I was afraid of letting them down.

To be very sincere, I don't feel legit being an inspiration of anything.

I've always wanted to sing so badly, but I didn't think it was something that was possible for me. Plus, I didn't think I was good at it.

I think, you know, we entered the 'The X Factor' in the U.K., and you kind of want someone who knows what they're talking about to tell you if you're any good or not instead of just your mum saying that you like it when you sing.

No, I'm a horrible singer, I'm awful.

I picture myself now, and I picture myself in 30 years, and I'll probably be the same. I'll still think I'm not the greatest singer I can be.