Quotes About Rejection

The stone that the builder refused shall be the head corner stone.

Most people think rejection is the end. It's actually a beginning.

All of us have the potential to be an Absalom, and all of us have the potential to be a David. Absalom felt rejected by his father, David, so he took revenge by seeking to usurp his father's sphere of authority. David felt rejected by Absalom, but he allowed that rejection to keep him soft and crying out to God.

Trembling as usual, I dropped to one knee and, holding on to the drum with one hand, looked up, wondering what he, my boss, had against me, what made him pull such terrifying faces, faces so indignant, so full of suffering that they always made me believe that I was a repulsive person and a hopeless worker who inflicted the most ignoble blows on his noble superior.

Shauna ordered one too. "So you broke up with what's-her-name," she said. "Brandy." "Right. Nice name, by the way. She have a sister named Whiskey?

They never liked me." "No, I don't suppose they did." "And Esperanza? Does she still refer to me as Queen Bitch?" "She hasn't so much as mentioned your name in seven years." That made her smile. "Like I'm Voldemort. In the Harry Potter books." "Yep, you're She-who-must-not-be-named." Myron

Go away, the old buildings said. There is no place for you here. You are not wanted. We have secrets.

A world she despised, could not comprehend, nor defend herself against. a world that did not want her

New York is saying to me right now: you, Jean Louise Finch, are not reacting according to our doctrines regarding your kind, therefore you do not exist.

She looked at Maycomb, and her throat tightened: Maycomb was looking back at her. Go away, the old buildings said. There is no place for you here. You are not wanted. We have secrets.

We are Citizens of the Outside. We have rejected the simplistic, boring, regimented, bureaucratic, moral, and ethical scriptures by which they live. In their place we have substituted our own far superior ones. We may physically move among them—but we are not of them. Where they are lazy, we are industrious. Where they are immoral, we are moral. Where they are liars, we are the Truth. We are probably the greatest power for good to the society that we have discarded.

If you try to use your head to think about things, people don't want to have anything to do with you

I don't give a damn about what people say. They can be reptile food for all I care.

I live my life you live yours. If you're clear about what u want then you can live anyway you please. I don't give a damn what people say. They can be reptile food for all I care.

There wasn't any anger involved (I think). I mean, what was I supposed to be angry with? What I was feeling was a fundamental numbness. The numbness your heart automatically activates to lessen the awful pain when you want somebody desperately and they reject you. A kind of emotional morphine.

It was spring break, so the theater was always packed with high schools students. It was an animal house. I wanted to burn the place down.

My arm was not the one she needed, but the arm of someone else. My warmth was not what she needed, but the warmth of someone else. I felt almost guilty being me.

Noboru Wataya is a person who belongs to a world that is the exact opposite of yours... In a world where you are losing everything, Mr.Okada, Noboru Wataya is gaining everything. In a world where you are rejected, he is accepted. And the opposite is just as true. Which is why he hates you so intensely.

Naturally I have zero friends. I've built a wall around me, never letting anybody inside and trying not to venture outside myself. Who could like someone like that? They all keep an eye on me, but I'm just glad they didn't bother me. They might hate me, or even afraid of me.

Nobody likes being alone. I just hate to be disappointed.

Maybe that's why people don't like you. You make it obvious you don't care whether people like you or not. That makses some people angry.

You're very clear about what you like and what you don't like, she said. Maybe so, I said. Maybe that's why people don't like me. Never have. It's because you show it, she said. You make it obvious you don't care whether people like you or not. That makes some people angry.

You make it obvious you don't care whether people like you or not. That makes some people angry.

The pain of having been so openly rejected was always with him. But now, like the tide, it ebbed and flowed. At times it flowed up to his feet, at other times it withdrew far away, so far away he could barely detect it.