Self Sabotage Quotes

Self Sabotage Quote of the day

Those who say life is knocking them down and giving them a tough time are usually the first to beat themselves up. Be on your own side.

This is how women self-sabotage and self-destruct. Unless we have constant witnesses to our hard work, we are convinced we pull off every day of our lives through smoke and mirrors. (27)

And there’s also ‘To him that hath shall be given.’ After all, you must have a capacity to receive, or even omnipotence can’t give. Perhaps your own passion temporarily destroys the capacity.

Resistance by definition is self-sabotage.

I don't want to completely self-sabotage everything that I've got and alienate everyone. But I definitely want to take some chances as I always have.

Why is it that we don’t worry about a compass until we’re lost in a wilderness of our own making?

You can’t imagine just how much believing in negative thoughts is affecting your life…until you stop.

If you think of something, do it.Plenty of people often think, “I’d like to do this, or that.

Cry wolf often enough and you eventually get eaten by the wolf, even if the wolf is you.

It’s thinking that I had the solution that probably created the problem in the first place.

When I read the ghastly lines of tragedy darkly penned into my life, I turn and notice that the pen in my hand is wet.

In my impatience I become convinced that this desire of mine should have been fulfilled yesterday, when it belongs to a tomorrow that yesterday would have killed had I had my way.

If I choose to take the pen from God and write the story of my life without Him, I better have plenty of erasers and a whole lot of white-out. Better yet, I should invest in a good shredder.

No knowledge about self is self-slavery!

The barrier to our future is often the very plans that we’ve created to get there.

The only reason I can’t jump in and engage life is that I’ve told myself I can’t. Yet I can’t helping wondering would happen if I told myself I could?

I am the greatest obstacle to my greatest dreams.

I craft most of my own tragedies without ever having even the remotest understanding that it is I myself who have done the crafting.

If I simply look at the map that I’ve so tediously created, it will explain why I’m laying at the bottom of this cliff looking up.

I decry the injustice of my wounds, only to look down and see that I am holding a smoking gun in one hand and a fistful of ammunition in the other.