Quotes About Rejection

I had always regarded Manhattan the way an orphan might think of the mother who had laid him on the doorstep of a mosque: it meant nothing to me but also everything.

Man vill bli älskad, i brist därpå beundrad, i brist därpå fruktad, i brist därpå avskydd och föraktad. Man vill ingiva människorna något slags känsla. Själen ryser för tomrummet och vill kontakt till vad pris som helst.

Inimene ihkab armastust, selle puudusel imetlust, selle puudusel kartust, selle puudusel põlgust ja halvakspanu. Ihkab teistes inimestes mis tahes tunnet tekitada. Hing pelgab tühjust ja püüab maksku mis maksab kontakti leida.

No, I won't help you. No, I won't hear you explain why I should. It really is a magical word:  no . You say whatever bullshit you want and I just say no.

I get why he chose her. I just wish she had chosen me.

No," said Luis, "You can't date the Lord of the Night Court." "Well, I'm not, he dumped me." "You can't get dumped by the lord of the night court." "Oh, yes, you can. You so completely can.

I still feel the warm pressure of his fingers against my skin. Something is really wrong with me, to want what I hate, to want someone who despises me, even if he wants me, too. My only comfort is that he doesn't know what I feel.

It really is a magical word: no. You say whatever bullshit you want, and I just say no.

Don't take it personally," Call said. "Lots of people find me really annoying. It's not just you.

Since no one loves me, I'll go.

Cardan puts up a hand.¨No, no, enough. Its all too tedious to explain. I declare this meeting at an end.¨ His fingers making a flicking gesture toward the door. ¨Leave us. I tire of the lot of you.¨ Page 165

We don't need her!' Oak shouts, the first time I have really seen his emotions out of his control. 'And I don't want her.' The words hurt, the more because he cannot lie.

It feels a bit like expecting a proposal of marriage, only to get offered the role of mistress.

Cardan's face is serious, almost grave, in a way that he seldom allows himself to be. "When my father sent me way, at first i tried to prove that i was nothing like he thought me. But when that didn't work, I tried to be exactly what he believed i was instead. If he thought i was bad, i would be worse. If he thought i was cruel, i would be horrifying. I would live down to his every expectation. If i couldn't have his favor, then i would have his wrath.

Deny it, then," I yell. "Deny me!" He cannot, of course, so he does not.

I am not drinking that," Jasper said. "I am a deWinter. We do not froth.

Many times in his first nine years, Prince Cardan slept in the hay of the stables when his mother didn't want him in their suite of rooms. It was warm there, and he could pretend he was hiding, could pretend that someone was looking for him. Could pretend that when he was not found, it was only because the spot he'd chosen was so extremely clever.

Maybe it isn't the worst thing to want to be loved, even if your're not. Even if it hurts.

It hadn't made sense. He wouldn't accept it. He wouldn't go home.

The mortals no longer want you.' Wren shook her head, because that couldn't be true. Her mother and father loved her. Her mother cut the crusts off her sandwiches and kissed her on the tip of her nose to make her giggle. Her father cuddled up with her to watch movies and then carried her to bed when she fell asleep on the couch. She knew they loved her. And yet the certainty with which Lord Jarel spoke plucked at her terror

No, I won't help you. No I won't hear you explain why I should. It really is a magical word: no. You say whatever bullshit you want, and I just say no.

I do not know what I would do to my unfamily if they pushed me away again. I am no safe thing now. A child no more, but a fully grown monster, like the ones that came for me.

Have I told you how hideous you look tonight? No. Tell me I cannot.

You ought not to be here tonight, little ant,' he says, letting go of me. 'Go back to the palace.