I had - in my early 20s and late teens, I had adopted this idea that I was the future face. And that was in large part due to this Time Magazine cover from 1993 that proclaimed the future face of...

I'm a lovely person, considerate and loving.

I find a lot of poetry to be narcissistic.

What's David's role? David looks good, that's what David does. David looks good, and I'm the funny one, that's what I hear constantly. But I keep telling him that looks fade.

I seem to get into situations that make people laugh, but I don't consider myself that funny of a person. I'm not witty. I'm kind of slow in conversations. I'm not that articulate with jokes. The...

Although beauty may be in the eye of the beholder, the feeling of being beautiful exists solely in the mind of the beheld.

I'm a Virgo and I'm more - I don't want to say 'negative' - but I'm the girl who thinks no one's coming to my birthday party, no one's buying my clothes, no one's reading my book, no one's watching my...

I just don't see myself as a travel writer. I can't. I don't.

I laugh at what I used to think was cool when I was growing up. In all seriousness, I thought having braces was cool.

Being unkillable, so long as one had some healing power stored up, could do strange things to a person's sense of self - preservation. Of course, Wayne had probably been drunk at the time. That also...

I'll be fine. I'm always fine.

I was used to being perceived as having a good attitude. Self-control, self-effacement, self-denial. People like this, especially in girls.

It had been a big mistake, introducing her to Tavi on one of his visits home. She had fallen hard and made up every conceivable excuse to turn up at our place that week. Tavi had taken it in his usual...

But in the morning I would always rise and polish the surface of myself, a gleaming, confident young woman, an excellent student and good daughter starting her fourth year at the university, moving...

You're bubbly and approachable. ... I'm none of those things. The sarcastic wit and humorous charm is a front. I honestly despise people. I like to consider myself as more of a dictator that staff are...

"You are absolutely beautiful," Anne said. "But if you see yourself, you'll want to pin your hair back like a shepherdess in a bad play." {Eleanor} "Are you saying that I normally look as if I'm...

I'm not ugly but I'm not pretty either. Everything is in-between. I have eyes that aren't green or brown, but a muddle. I'm not thin but I'm not fat either. The only thing you could definitely say...

I am more than less, but less than worthy. Worthy to be heard, but heard in silence.

She posed as being more indolent than she felt, for fear of finding herself less able than she could wish.

More fundamentally, I'm interested in memory because it's a filter through which we see our lives, and because it's foggy and obscure, the opportunities for self-deception are there. In the end, as a...

When you get down to the bottom of it, only about half of what we remember really happened. We tend to modify things to make ourselves look better in our own eyes and in the eyes of others. Then, if...

There we go, that word again: faith. Pajo fuckin loves it. I fuckin hate it. I hate it because there's no way of tricking yourself into it, no amount of thinking about it can get you there - you have...

"I'm Razo, a member of Bayern's Own," he said, stopping himself from adding "Loafing is just a hobby of mine." "Bayern's Own? But you're a child." Razo looked up to the sky. "I'm not a child, I'm just...

Oh, look at that, he's heard of me. My fame grows.

If they think you admire them, they will admire you because of your good taste, and when they admire you, you have an illusion for a moment that there's something to admire.

However, when you're about to write something, knowing beforehand that it's sure to be imperfect, a failure, that is the most spiritually tormenting and humiliating of feelings. I not only feel that...

If poor doomed Olly's a Radio 4 play, what am I? You, Hugo, she kisses my earlobe, are a sordid, low-budget French film. The sort you'd stumble across on TV at night. You know you'll regret it in the...

I remembered his saying that I really only lived in the perceptions of others, and suddenly it seemed painfully true. I couldn't think of a time when I'd acted on my own, when I wasn't driven by my...

If you see yourself as the kind of person who owns Apple computers, or who drives hybrids, or who smokes Camels, you've been branded. And once a person is branded, that person will defend the brand by...

She was my beauty, and I was her beast. But this was not a Disney flick. In real life, the beast goes back to his solitary life, a freak who lurks in the shadows and watches as his girl runs away back...