494 Confidence Quotes

Courage is poorly housed that dwells in numbers; the lion never counts the herd that are about him, nor weighs how many flocks he has to scatter.

I don't believe Fermat had a proof. I think he fooled himself into thinking he had a proof.

My first big acting performance was in the Marilyn Monroe biography piece, and it required frontal nudity. I talked to Mira Sorvino, my co-star, about how nervous I was because I didn't know how my mom would react. She said, 'Can I be completely honest with you? I've seen your mom in interviews, and she seems pretty screwed up. I don't think there's much you could do to shock a broad like that.' And from that moment on it was big nipples to the wind!

Don't take too seriously all that the neighbors say. Don't be overawed by what the experts say. Don't be afraid to trust your own common sense.

I'm the nicest goddamn dame that ever lived.

You should know me well enough by now to know I don't ask for things I don't think I can get.

My music will go on forever. Maybe it's a fool say that, but when me know facts me can say facts. My music will go on forever.

Americans like a winner. If you lose, you're nothing. I'm going to win, though. It's good for the match that Spassky has a plus score against me. We've met five times. He's won three times and we've drawn twice. But I'm a stronger player and a long match favors me.

I'm not afraid of Spassky. The world knows I'm the best. You don't need a match to prove it.

I prepare myself well. I know what I can do before I go in. I'm always confident.

Psychologically, you have to have confidence in yourself and this confidence should be based on fact.

There's no one alive I can't beat.

I add status to any tournament I attend.

When you back off, it's easier to do mistakes. For me it's better to ski fast.

Oh, I've wept. Yeah, I've definitely wept just with the world, you know, how judgmental they are. You know what, I know I'm a good mom.

By adopting a certain physical posture, a resonant chord is struck in spirit.

I don't have false teeth. Do you think I'd buy teeth like these?

I know what's best for me, after all I have been in the Claudette Colbert business longer than anybody.

I have no doubt that as the Iraqi security forces get better, and they are getting better and they are holding territory and they are doing these things with minimal help, that we are going to be able to bring down the levels of our forces. And I have no doubt that that's going to happen in a reasonable time frame.

We're pretty! We are though, we're a good-looking band.

It is not about which artist is more skilled than which other artist. It is about creating what is in you to create. A lack of confidence in oneself is like a thief, It steals from the world that which might be worthy.

An individual's self-concept is the core of his personality. It affects every aspect of human behavior: the ability to learn, the capacity to grow and change. A strong, positive self-image is the best possible preparation for success in life.

To the excessively fearful the chief characteristic of power is its arbitrariness. Man had to gain enormously in confidence before he could conceive an all-powerful God who obeys his own laws.

Some people have no original ideas because they do not think well enough of themselves to consider their ideas worth noticing and developing.

Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties.

The conversational overachiever is someone whose grasp exceeds his reach. This is possible but not attractive.

So much is a man worth as he esteems himself.

My specialty is being right when other people are wrong.

I make the best pancakes you'll ever have! And I claim that title gladly. On Saturdays I make them for everybody.

I'm one helluva communicator.

Walk tall, kick ass, learn to speak Arabic, love music and never forget you come from a long line of truth seekers, lovers and warriors.

I sleep each night a little better, a little more confidently, because Lyndon Johnson is my president. For I know he lives and thinks and works to make sure that for all America and indeed, the growing body of the free world, the morning shall always come.

Those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.

In televisionland we are all sophisticated enough now to realize that every statistic has an equal and opposite statistic somewhere in the universe. It is not a candidate's favorite statistic per se that engages us, but the assurance with which he can use it. We are testing the candidates for self-confidence, for 'Presidentiality' in statistical bombardment. It doesn't really matter if their statistics be homemade. What settles the business is the cool with which they are dropped. And so, as the second half hour treads the decimaled path toward the third hour, we become aware of being locked in a tacit conspiracy with the candidates. We know their statistics go to nothing of importance, and they know we know, and we know they know we know. There is total but unspoken agreement that the 'debate,' the arguments which are being mustered here, are of only the slightest importance. As in some primitive ritual, we all agree - candidates and onlookers - to pretend we are involved in a debate, although the real exercise is a test of style and manners. Which of the competitors can better execute the intricate maneuvers prescribed by a largely irrelevant ritual? This accounts for the curious lack of passion in both performers. Even when Ford accuses Carter of inconsistency, it is done in a flat, emotionless, game-playing style. The delivery has the tuneless ring of an old press release from the Republican National Committee. Just so, when Carter has an opportunity to set pulses pounding by denouncing the Nixon pardon, he dances delicately around the invitation like a maiden skirting a bog. We judge that both men judge us to be drained of desire for passion in public life, to be looking for Presidents who are cool and noninflammable. They present themselves as passionless technocrats using an English singularly devoid of poetry, metaphor and even coherent forthright declaration. Caught up in the conspiracy, we watch their coolness with fine technical understanding and, in the final half hour, begin asking each other for technical judgments. How well is Carter exploiting the event to improve our image of him? Is Ford's television manner sufficiently self-confident to make us sense him as 'Presidential'? It is quite extraordinary. Here we are, fully aware that we are being manipulated by image projectionists, yet happily asking ourselves how obligingly we are submitting to the manipulation. It is as though a rat running a maze were more interested in the psychologist's charts on his behavior than in getting the cheese at the goal line.

Austin: 'IF YOU'RE READY FOR WRESTLEMANIA, GIMME A HELL YEAH!!!! (HELL YEAH!) You damn right, because Stone Cold Steve Austin has been jerked around long enough! And I will say this, with Paul Wight as the special referee, or without him, it really don't make a damn, because that belt is coming with me and that's all I got to say about that. For the last few weeks-- shut your little lips or I'll go down and punch your glass off right now. For the last few weeks, I come out here and I sit and listen to you spit you're little nursery rhymes about 'Jabroni Avenue' or 'Know Your Role Boulevard'. Jesus Christ son, you better get your ass serious because Stone Cold Steve Austin is gonna take his ass to Philadelphia, check right in to the Smack Down Hotel, roll right in to room 3:16, and burn that son of a bitch to the ground! You look at me. Take your little glasses off so I can see your eyeballs, son. Pull 'em off, because I want you to look right here. When that bell rings, and the match is over, you are looking at the next WWF Champion, AND THAT'S THE BOTTOM LINE 'CAUSE STONE COLD SAID SO! As far as right now goes, the big celebration after where Stone Cold is gonna drink a hell of a lotta beer, but I think we oughta share a little pre-match beer RIGHT NOW.'

Watch my dust.