Self-despise Quotes

I no longer feel any allegiance to these monsters called human beings, despise being one myself.

That's the trouble with the world. We all despise ourselves.

Whoever despises himself nonetheless respects himself as one who despises.

Let me follow in Thy footsteps, O Jesus ! I would imitate Thee, but cannot without the aid of Thy grace! O humble and lowly Saviour, grant me the knowledge of the true Christian, and that I may willingly despise myself; let me learn the lesson so incomprehensible to the mind of man, that I must die to myself by an abandonment that shall produce true humility.

If I were to search for the central core of difficulty in people as I have come to know them, it is that in the great majority of cases they despise themselves, regarding themselves as worthless and unlovable.

A man must first despise himself, and then others will despise him.

You don't believe that your friend could ever do anything great. You despise yourself in secret, even – no, especially – when you stand on your dignity; and since you despise yourself, you are unable to respect your friend. You can't bring yourself to believe that anyone you have sat at table with, or shared a house with, is capable of great achievement. That is why all great men have been solitary. It is hard to think in your company, little man. One can only think 'about' you, or 'for your benefit', not 'with' you, for you stifle all big, generous ideas.

And when we look in through the windows, all we see are shadows. And when we try and listen, all we hear is a whispering. And we cannot understand the whispering, because our minds have been invaded by a war. A war that we have both won and lost. The very worst sort of war. A war that captures dreams and re-dreams them. A war that has made us adore our conquerors and despise ourselves.

Perhaps the only true dignity of man is his capacity to despise himself.

Do you absolutely despise me, Walter?" "No." He hesitated and his voice was strange. "I despise myself.

What a man sees in the human race is merely himself in the deep and honest privacy of his own heart. Byron despised the race because he despised himself. I feel as Byron did, and for the same reason.

Of all our infirmities, the most savage is to despise our being.

Throughout the centuries we have projected on to the wolf the qualities we most despise and fear in ourselves.

By despising all that has preceded us, we teach others to despise ourselves.