Quotes About Self-doubt

Self-inflation and conceit are generally the external signs of inner emptiness and self-doubt; a show of pride is one of the most common covers for anxiety.

Or if, as in the majority of cases in the present day, the parents themselves are anxious and bewildered in the tumultuous seas of the changing times, unsure of themselves and beset by self-doubts, their anxiety will carry over and lead the child to feel that he lives in a world in which it is dangerous to venture into becoming one's self.

My hints had, undoubtedly and unintentionally, made her feel insecure, guilty, inadequate, afraid that she was losing whatever it was that turned me on; in short, it aroused all the self-doubt so readily awakened in women after thousands of years of servitude. Hence my zeal in denying the effects of time was abetted by Laura's complicity.

Ta?iau tai bergždžias darbas, ir kai vadiniesi Mikelandželu, Goja, Mocartu, Tolstojumi, Dostojevskiu ar Malro, numiršti negal?damas atsikratyti jausmo, jog kurpei bakal?jos gaminius.

You replace all my doubts... with others.

It was easier to be the headstrong monk, a boy on a long-shot mission, before he actually won anything. With the prize in hand, he realized his single-minded drive came across as aloof cockiness; his painful martyrdom certainly looked like self-nomination for sainthood. He's not sure he can keep up this exhausting, aw-shucks façade for much longer.

When pressured, my mother told me that God just hadn't sent her any more children, but most of the time she liked to say that I was so perfect she knew she could never have another one like me, so she had stopped. Whenever she told me I was perfect, I wondered what was so terrible about me that she would have to lie this way to cover up.

I wasn't good enough. I had a little talent but not enough. There is nothing more discouraging than having just a little talent.

Albertine was one of those who took on too much in order to remain perpetually dissatisfied with herself.

I knew that the moment I started worrying about whether or not I was good enough for the job, I wouldn't be able to do it.

She felt that she was being measured and found wanting.

I don't know. Maybe the fellow from my own home town. He's very good looking, Stevie.' Kit said this partly to put the glamorous Frankie in the position of knowing that Stevie was out of bounds, partly to convince herself. In her heart she knew that Stevie was cheap and obvious.

One can always satisfy oneself, I suppose; it's other people one can't satisfy. One thinks one's way of life is sound and then comes an external vision to say: you are a fake, you are nothing, you're animal and must die, and no one will know you were ever here. It's an intimation of the whole absurdity of what you are and do. It's the worst kind of despair.

But the problem was, Sacks wasn't comparing herself to all the students in the world taking Organic Chemistry. She was comparing herself to her fellow students at Brown. She was a Little Fish in one of the deepest and most competitive ponds in the country—and the experience of comparing herself to all the other brilliant fish shattered her confidence. It made her feel stupid, even

The irony, thought, is that that very desire for confidence is precisely what ends up undermining the accuracy of their decision

Here was the downside to Shirley Polykoff's world. You could get what you wanted by faking it, but then you would never know whether it was you or the bit of fakery that made the difference.

As long as you are convinced you have never done anything, you can never do anything.

I can't"… "It's not possible"… "I'm not good enough"... ~ These are lies the demons of your past use to scare away the possibilities of the present.

I've been guilty of over analyzing & under achieving.

I'm sure any vocal teacher that listens to me would rather cut my throat than do anything.

He always imagined that silence was somehow directed against him. Or that it was his fault.

O castigo dos desconfiados é suspeitar de tudo, dia e noite. Suspeitar até de si mesmos e das próprias suspeitas

I worried that Harold would someday get a new prescription for his glasses and he'd put them on one morning, look me up and down, and say, Why, gosh, you aren't the girl I thought you were, are you?

She lacks the core of sureness, she craves admiration insatiably. She lives on reflections of herself in others' eyes. She does not dare to be herself.