Quotes About Judgment

And I understood being made to feel guilty for things that weren't your fault.

I hate it when people think they know me when they really don't.

Once, I did a halfhearted job of sweeping and mopping the kitchen floor, and that's the first place she checked because she knew I'd do a lousy job because "that's the kind of kid you are." As in I'm not a "go-getter who makes her own luck" like she is, so I'm "never going to get anywhere in this world." She knew all that because of two missed Cheerios and a small dust bunny.

I don't know. Just because someone's pretty doesn't mean she's decent. Or vice versa. I'm not into appearances. I like flaws, I think they make things interesting.

I thought again how you could never really know what you were seeing with just a glance, in motion, passing by. Good or bad, right or wrong. There was always so much more.

It's so easy to get caught up in what people expect of you. Sometimes, you can just lose yourself.

It seemed safer to hold it in, where the only one who could judge was me.

If only you could really use a fail-proof system to know who was worth keeping and who needed to be thrown away. It would make it so much easier to move through the world, picking and choosing what connections to make, or whether to make any at all.

It's funny how someone's perception of you can be formed without you even knowing it.

But you don't have to give everyone the benefit of the doubt." "You don't have to assume the worst about everyone, either. The world isn't always out to get you.

You're not a sucker. You're just nice. You give people the benefit of the doubt.

What, I said, is that a crime here or something? Like only buying one thing at the Gas/Gro?

But unfriendly is usually one of those things you pick up on right away. You know, like B.O. There's no hiding it if it's there.

Impulsiveness can be charming but deliberation can have an appeal, as well.

Stuff that would be weird in the bright light of day just wasn't so much once you passed a certain hour.

Sometimes you dont even want to think aout what people are doing with their groceries.

With total strangers, it had always been my policy to expect the worst. Usually they-and those that you knew best, for that matter-did not disappoint.

I spent a lot of time looking at that picture. Wondering what I'd think of that girl, if I was someone else, seeing how easily she sits in her boyfriend's lap, laughing, with his arms around her. I would have thought her life was perfect, the way I once thought Cass's was. It was too easy, I was learning, to just assume things.

It wasn't like I was some expert on the meaning of being supportive. Was it being loyal even against your better judgement? Or, like Olivia, was it making your displeasure known from the start, even when someone didn't want to hear it?

How ballsy it was to just assume you know, with one glance, the things another person could live without. As if it was the same for everyone, that simple.

Just because someone's pretty, doesn't mean she's decent.

Isabel had hated me on sight, and not because I was fat. Just because she could.

Which is this magical listening station, whereupon all musical worth is decided?

The World, she said, is chock full of bitchy girls.