Quotes About Rejection

Heart lesson #4: the unrequited heart. You can't make anyone love you back.

I'm in love," he said hoarsely. "With someone else. That's why." Qhuinn (Lover Unleashed)

I love all those stupid, cheesy chat-up lines like 'Did God take the stars out of the sky and put them into your eyes?' But I never get chatted up.

What is more humiliating than finding the object of your love unworthy?

When I was a child I experienced moments of not wanting to see the ugliness, not wanting to see not being wanted. This lack of love went into my eyes and into my mind.

There will be people who hate everything you do. And some people will really love it. But that's not really different from the people who really hate it.

When late I attempted your pity to move, Why seemed you so deaf to my prayers? Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love But-why did you kick me downstairs?

I'd love to sell out completely. It's just that nobody has been willing to buy.

Not everyone will love you, and that's completely OK.

Because feeling love does make you feel superior. Until you find out you aren't loved back.

Theta blew out another plume of cigarette smoke. "Not interested. Love's messy, kiddo. Let those other girls get moony-eyed and goofy. Me? I got plans.

I have not loved the world, nor the world me.

Life for the unhappy is an endless search for 'the good parent,' one who will truly love him instead of making him afraid.

I do not love thee, Sabidius, nor can I say why; I can only say this, "I do not love thee."

I'de luv to kiss ya but I just washed my hair.

and she can't wait to get rid of me and she never wants to see me again as long as she lives.

Why, no, I guess not

1905. In that year, Einstein published three papers that revolutionized physics. In the same year he was turned down for two teaching jobs.

We live in a world that doesn't altogether seem to want us here.

It must grieve the Holy Spirit when a group or a family or a church communicates "not welcome" to those who desperately long for a place at the table.

I wonder if you can refuse to inherit the world.

The girl who signed her papers in lipstick leans against the drugstore, smoking, brushing her hair like a machine

To me, music was about being accepted and escaping from this crummy existence

As the world continues to find new ways to tear itself apart, humans still love, hate, feel rejected and yarn to be close to someone.