Quotes About Rejection

Há essa presunção em quem se sente predestinado às artes, sobretudo à literatura: trabalha-se como alguém que tivesse recebido uma investidura, mas de fato ninguém jamais nos investiu de coisa nenhuma, fomos nós que demos a nós mesmos a autorização para sermos autores, mas lamentamos quando os outros dizem: essa ninharia que você fez não me interessa, aliás, me entedia, quem lhe deu o direito.

tal vez, frente al abandono seamos todos iguales; tal vez ni siquiera una cabeza bien ordenada puede aguantar al descubrir que no es amada.

No quiero leer nada más de lo que escribes. -¿Por qué? -Porque me hace daño

I began to weep with loneliness. What was I, who was I? I felt pretty again, my pimples were gone, the sun and the sea had made me slimmer, and yet the person I liked and whom I wished to be liked by showed no interest in me. What signs did I carry, what fate?

forse, di fronte all'abbandono, siamo tutti uguali; forse nemmeno una testa molto ordinata può reggere alla scoperta di non essere amata.

Peut-être étais-je belle même si mon mari avait fait du sentiment de ma beauté une boulette et l'avait jetée dans une poubelle, comme un papier qui aurait enveloppé un cadeau.

Bio je to izbor od kojega ju je majka odmah pokušala odvratiti. Majka je znala da njeno dijete takvom vrstom glazbe ne?e uspjeti osvojiti srca mase, koju su i majka i dijete oduvijek prezirale, ona prva zato što je oduvijek bila malen, bezna?ajan dio te mase, a potonja jer se od po?etka trudila da ne postane takav mali, bezna?ajni dio.

Rejected by mankind, the condemned do not go so far as to reject it in turn. Their faith in history remains unshaken, and one may well wonder why. They do not despair. The proof: they persist in surviving not only to survive, but to testify.The victims elect to become witnesses.

It seems to me that your sense of other people's awfulness might be compensating for your own sense of inferiority and fear of rejection. You rationalize the rejection of your peers by telling yourself it comes from other people's deficiencies rather than your own. They can't understand your philosophy or your ideas.

The eternal pauper in the great marketplace of ideas and of the world, I had nothing to teach anyone. I didn't have anything anyone wanted.

Is something the matter?" asked Hannah. "You're not your usual cheerful self." "I'm feeling kind of down," I said. "Did something happen?" "I like someone who doesn't like me," I said. I had thought of it as an approximation, but once I said it, it felt like the truth. •

It seems to me that your sense of other people's awfulness might be compensating for your own sense of inferiority and fear of rejection. You rationalize the rejection of your peers by telling yourself it comes from other people's deficiencies rather than your own. They can't understand your philosophy or your ideas.

That rejection you went through, don't have it bring you down. It's only a splash in an ocean of opportunities.

Everybody always leaves me in the end, don't you know that? I tell you all the time. You will too. How can anybody love me when I can't even love myself? I take the people that I love the most and I hurt them the most. I am so scared you will leave that I want to give you a reason to leave me. It is impossible to love me enough.

And what is an authentic madman? It is a man who preferred to become mad, in the socially accepted sense of the word, rather than forfeit a certain superior idea of human honor. So society has strangled in its asylums all those it wanted to get rid of or protect itself from, because they refused to become its accomplices in certain great nastinesses. For a madman is also a man whom society did not want to hear and whom it wanted to prevent from uttering certain intolerable truths.

You are quite unnecessary, young man!

So society has strangled in its asylums all those it wanted to get rid of or protect itself from, because they refused to become its accomplices in certain great nastiness.

Picasso is a character that has pursued me for a long time and I always rejected. He deserves a lot of respect because I am from Malaga, and I was born four blocks from where he was born.

But I had done for them what no one had ever tried to do for me. To say, to their hopes: No.

La biblioteca se hace igual con lo que se elige como con lo que queda descartado.

She wants to shake him, to feel the danger again and be capable of rejecting it, or to spare herself the pity she feels for him, the self pity she sees in him, the humiliation of having lost her and not being desired by her.

I have abandoned the beggarly necessity of living. I live without it.

A person creating a space in his life for something that he doesn't deserve at all gets readily someone whom he doesn't desire in all.

A person who is consistently true to own nice word is often ignored or not heard by the people, but he is definitely listened & replied instantly by an invisible, ubiquitous God via some signal in the universe.