Karen Elson Quotes

I hate myself for loving you and the weakness that it showed. You were just a painted face on a trip down to suicide road.

It figures you've got to hate yourself if you've got any integrity at all.

…I hate myself for not being able to go downstairs naturally and seek comfort in numbers. I hate myself for having to sit here and be torn between I know not what within me.

She went to the window seat and sat there, sniffling, hating them all, and herself most of all. It was all her fault, everything bad that had happened.

I hate myself, and I want to die

I have been a depressed person most of m life. I was always in the throes of self-hatred.

Don't do drugs to be cool, do 'em because you hate yourself.

When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves.

I did a lot of research on a couple different things. One was, how do people handle hating themselves and hating others? And hatred is a secondary emotion, I think; it always springs from something else ... usually fear, that's probably what it is. So I looked a lot at that.

He who hates himself is not humble.

I don't like myself. I'm not vain at all. I hate looking at myself - I always think I look ugly. Honest.

I know very well that I have no reason to feel aggrieved - I am fully aware of how lucky I am, but knowing it and still being down makes me hate myself all the more.

Insecurity breeds treachery: if you are kind to people who hate themselves, they will hate you as well.

When you look in the mirror and hate what you see, you need addictions to survive.

The only person we'll hate more than each other is ourselves.

To one's enemies: "I hate myself more than you ever could.

I felt for my crime a just terror; I looked on my life with hate, and my passion with horror.

I held her wrists and then I got it through the eyes: hatred, centuries deep and true. I was wrong and graceless and sick. all the things I had learned had been wasted. there was no creature living as foul as I and all my poems were false.

We ought to fear a man who hates himself, for we are at risk of becoming victims of his anger and revenge. Let us then try to lure him into self-love.

I don't hate myself, as a general rule. I'd say the best way to describe it is that I have moments of self-loathing at fairly regular intervals.

I hate myself because I am not beautiful. I hate myself because I am fat.

At least I hate myself as much as I hate anybody else.

Who hates the Jews more than the Jew?

Old age is as forgetful as youth, and more incorrigible; it displays the same inattentiveness to conditions; its memory becomes self-repeating and degenerates into an instinctive reaction, like a bird's chirp.

I hate mankind, for I think myself one of the best of them, and I know how bad I am.