Quotes About Rejection

She'd learned how to disappear in place long ago. She was like one of those animals whose defense mechanism is to blend into the landscape and become invisible. It was her way of dealing with rejection: Say nothing and disappear. Never fight back. If she remained quiet enough, people eventually forgot she was there and left her alone.

Lauren: "Can I ask you a question?" Angie: "Generally that's a question one should say no to. Often hell no.

Human gesture. Betrayed, betrayed.

Seria uma trágica ironia se a rejeição de credos e confissões — por tantas pessoas que com sinceridade desejam ser fiéis em sentido bíblico — se revelasse não um ato de fidelidade, mas uma capitulação involuntária ao espírito da época.

Once she'd realized she'd never meet her mother's expectations, it didn't seem real important to meet anyone else's.

It's amazing how fast generations lose sight of other generations. One of the first things the young composers who come to work with me say is that they want to write music people will like, instead of gaining their credentials by being rejected by the audience.

I couldn't possibly be a good husband and father unless I had a job." "Then why not get a job?" "Nobody would ever hire me. I've tried. I'm unemployable.

Then your mother and I did our jobs. Whatever we instilled in you back then, what you rejected because you didn't understand, you now accept. With age comes wisdom. Only by living life can you figure out what's truly important.

Every 'no' means you're one step closer to 'yes.

She fails to see who I am, even, for her eyes do not, will not, take me in. Instead they transmit a powerful message. She is like a billboard flashing, starkly: 'Keep Out'.

What allowed me to take that first step, to choose growth and risk rejection? In the fixed mindset, I had needed my blame and bitterness. It made me feel more righteous, powerful, and whole than thinking I was at fault. The growth mindset allowed me to give up the blame and move on. The growth mindset gave me a mother.

Every situation is evaluated: Will I succeed or fail? Will I look smart or dumb? Will I be accepted or rejected? Will I feel like a winner or a loser?

Remember how hard it is for people with the fixed mindset to forgive? Part of it is that they feel branded by a rejection or breakup. But another part is that if they forgive the partner, if they see him or her as a decent person, then they have to shoulder more of the blame themselves: If my partner's a good guy, then I must be a bad guy. I must be the person who was at fault.

I've seen so many people with this one consuming goal of proving themselves—in the classroom, in their careers, and in their relationships. Every situation calls for a confirmation of their intelligence, personality, or character. Every situation is evaluated: Will I succeed or fail? Will I look smart or dumb? Will I be accepted or rejected? Will I feel like a winner or a loser?

When people feel deeply judged by a rejection, their impulse is to feel bad about themselves and to lash out in bitterness. They have been cruelly reduced and they wish to reduce in turn.

Time was when my little feet were the only ones welcome in the establishment, from the chorus girls' dressing room to the owners' penthouse. However, the newcomer—who has no obvious attractions other than the dubious ability to scream like a harem of Siamese in heat at odd hours of the night—is the center of an epidemic of cooing that leaves myself cold.

The real horror of my life is not that I've killed some terrible people. The real horror is that the people I've loved didn't love me back.

I loved her and she did not love me.

Rejection is a dish best served in a paper envelope because then at least you can tear it up or burn it.

The world fell out of love with love at some point and

Making It in Hollywood is the most disgusting phrase in the English language. It's more disturbing than prolific serial killer and rare terminal illness.

Right," you say, "everyone says that love makes the world go around, but it also makes the world a cruel, exclusive place. Like a book club that tells you there's no more room at the table.

You have that function on that fucking phone that enables you to know when your texts are opened and ignored, and Benji he ignores the fuck out of you, he is more passionate about blowing you off than being inside of you.

You tweet more often than you write and this could be why you're getting your MFA from the New School and not from Columbia. Columbia rejected you: Rejection is a dish best served in a paper envelope because then at least you can tear it up or burn it. #notintoColumbia #lifegoeson