Disha Patani Quotes

I'm a very self-conscious person.

I've never felt competitive; I'm not a competitive person. In general, I try not to be!

I don't feel rivalry. I'm the least competitive person you'll meet ever, to a fault.

I'm probably one of the most competitive people ever.

I don't feel competitive.

I don't know if there are words to describe my motivation.

I don't know how I feel right now.

Everything I do, I'm sort of half in, half out.

If you're not riddled with doubt, you've probably done something wrong.

I don't know whether I like it, but it is what I meant.

I'm not an ambitious person.

I always get nervous. It's usually a good thing. I worry about the nights that I'm not nervous, actually.

I am not a very ambitious person.

I have never been 100% confident that I am right about anything.

If my mind could gain a firm footing, I would not make essays, I would make decisions; but it is always in apprenticeship and on trial.

I'm sure everyone feels this way, but it's hard to have a proper opinion of yourself or how things are or how you expected them to be or how far removed they are from how you expect them to be. On the one hand, you're extraordinarily grateful and terribly excited, but on the other, I stop and go, "I wonder what the future does hold."

So why am I depressed? That's the million-dollar question, baby, the Tootsie Roll question; not even the owl knows the answer to that one. I don't know either. All I know is the chronology.

It belongs to every large nature, when it is not under the immediate power of some strong unquestioning emotion, to suspect itself, and doubt the truth of its own impressions, conscious of possibilities beyond its own horizon.

Can it be that I have overlooked something, that there is something which I have failed to understand? Is it not possible that this state of despair is common to everyone?

I tend to scare myself.

I don't know what I believe.

I think that there's some confusion in my own mind about what I believe.

Then he [The Star Child] waited, marshaling his thoughts and brooding over his still untested powers. For though he was master of the world, he was not quite sure what to do next. But he would think of something.

What's your heart telling you to do? I don't know.' Maybe, you're trying too hard to hear it.

I knew what I did and I knew how I did it, but I didn't know why.