Quotes About Rejection

All I refuse and thee I choose.

You turned your back on me when I needed you.

There would never be a place where he could belong completely, where he could truly be himself. Unless he chose to belong to the shadows

Por qué había tenido que venir a Fell's Church? Había esperado hallar la paz aquí, pero eso era imposible. Jamás le aceptarían, jamás descansaría. Porque era malvado. No podía cambiar lo que era.

Dieu avait chassé l'homme du Paradis terrestre. L'homme aujourd'hui chasse Dieu de toute la terre. A développer. (11 oct. 1909)

I hated the company of other children. I wanted to be a grownup person, to be taken seriously. I hated the idea of childhood; I thought it was a moment of endless stupidity.

The iguana was not invited.

How people loved to see a dream shatter, thought Nova from far away. To see the dreamer hobbled and lamed, foundering in the shards of their broken hopes. This is what you get for believing that you could have more. You're no better than us. You're nothing special.

I zapami?taj sobie: duch marnieje, kiedy cz?owiek odrzuca swoje pasje.

To be accepted, honored, loved, like someone's child. And since they couldn't have any of it, it all took the form of spite. Anyone who has ever been excluded can understand what they felt, and no one has ever been quite so excluded as they.

He asked the question, but slammed the door on any answers.

Hospital: warehouse of the used and the superfluous, the half-here and the half-there.

Slowly, after dozens of rejection slips and failures and false starts and postponed dreams--what Langston Hughes called dreams deferred--I stepped onto the hallowed ground of being a published novelist, and then, fifteen years later, I started to make real money.

I can't open both arms and catch falling towers, catch trees, catch helpless oceans or drowning things. I hold out empty arms because you refuse to fall into them. Every bit of you inside won't come out, which is the way of a heart hatching. This stubornness insists I love you while I hold no act of God responsible.

I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet." At that he smiled. "How would you know what feet taste like?" "I just know.

Not everyone wants you all the time, Jace," he said. "Don't be ridiculous.

Unpleasant?" he finished for her. "Only on the days when my adoptive mother tosses me out of the house with instructions never to darken her door again. Usually, I'm remarkably good-natured. Try me on any day that doesn't end in y.

No." Magnus strode toward him. "I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else-someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.

That's right. Act like I rejected you . It's not like you tried to kill me or anything.

I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else - someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.

Jace shook his head. "I don't care if I did just set myself on fire," he said. "I'm not hugging you.

I shall never eat duck again. I cannot believe I used to like duck. The duck betrayed me.

I was even a little glad that if it wasn't going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her.

You're a disaster for us, Clary! You're a mundane, you'll always be one, you'll never be a Shadowhunter! You don't know how to think like we do, think about what's best for everyone-- all you think about is yourself! But there's a war now, or there will be, and I don't have time or the inclination to follow around after you, trying to make sure you don't get us killed! Go home, Clary. Go home!