William Hazlitt Quotes

I absolutely do care what people think about me.

My opinion about myself is so based on what other people think of me.

I don't know if I've ever cared much what others think.

I'm worried about looking like a bad person when, in fact, I try to be a good person. I don't like the public image that I've been dressed with and it worries me.

A man's opinion is in others; his being is in himself.

I understand that if someone's going to make me his idea of cool, I can't control that.

It's nice that people want to compliment you in some superficial way, but I've never considered that that's how I might be categorized. I guess it's better than being called ugly.

I wish I were the type who could walk into a place and have everybody love me. But I'm not, and there's no use wishing.

There are some people whose opinion I value and respect and it would be very bothersome if I forfeited their respect. But the general public? I'm not preoccupied with the opinions of others.

Insecurity is a natural part of human nature, and there are times we feel our stories are not worth telling, so we turn to the people we admire for strength. If we dress like someone everyone thinks is cool, perhaps we'll be seen as cool.

I don't have the confidence to be a personality.

I'm not concerned with what people think of me.

We are rarely proud when we are alone.

Very early on, you figure out that you put your self-esteem in the hands of strangers. There's a different commodity. There's the Helena Bonham Carter that everyone thinks they know, who really has nothing to do with me. But you just have to let that go.

If you have enough people sitting around telling you you're wonderful, then you start believing you're fabulous, then someone tells you you stink and you believe that too!

I guess other people's compliments motivate you.

What anybody else thinks about you is really of no consequence. It's what you think of yourself.

Lots of us when we're children believe 'oh well, if the world knew us as we really are, they'd know what wonderful, clever, brilliant, charming people we really are.'

I always wonder if what I'm wearing will be something that people would compliment, or want to wear. I don't ever get ready just for myself, ever.

With a fractured sense of self, we come to depend on what people feed back to us - often mediated through social networks - not what we are. We have complex identities but may become less able to act as a subject - confident in what we really are.

And it is easy to believe you are not good enough if you listen to everybody else.

You can feel like, 'I look really bad', but to other people you can be really gorgeous.

The only thing that matters is to have charm and expression. Then comes that horrible gnawing doubt of our own magnetism. Is it possible that, though we are not lovely, we are not irresistible either? That we will have to go through life belonging neither to the triumphantly beautiful nor to the triumphantly ugly?

You can't control how other people see you or think of you. But you have to be comfortable with that.

I have often wondered how it is that every man loves himself more than all the rest of men, but yet sets less value on his own opinions of himself than on the opinions of others.