Quotes About Rejection

Most of my confidence came from being with ladies, because I certainly wasn't getting any acting jobs.

I refuse to admit that I am more than fifty-two even if that does make my sons illegitimate.

I was accepted by cool people because the cheerleaders thought I was cute. The jocks knew the jock-girls thought I was cute. I just chose not to hang around with them.

I'm not the one with the problem its the world who seems to have a problem with me

What part of me was born with the courage to stand in front of strangers and risk rejection?

I wonder if we have a lot of sons running around saying, "I want a Dad." But you won't abide in anyone.

Dear Dad, When you sent me to school that morning, I thought you loved me. But now I see you for what you are. You called me a monster and a freak. But you're the one that raised me.

My father, never chooses me for anything. Unless he needs a human shield. Thirty years and all I am to him is a hunk of meat to block buck shot. Told you dad needed me. Who's the best man now?

I also turn down what's probably a good amount of coinage to be made out of playing dads, an incredible number of obnoxious dad.

When someone asks, 'Why do you think he's not calling me?' there's always one answer - 'He's not interested.' There's not ever any other answer.

Well, I'm sure you'll find someone somewhere who'll have you.

Long hair is an unpardonable offense which should be punishable by death.

There is no surer proof of Christ's divinity than that he is still so hated some two thousand years after his death.

Not to have an audience is a kind of death.

Throughout evolution, ostracism was death indeed.

Acceptance spells death to a writer.

The desire to be loved is really death when it comes to art.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there's a pair of us — don't tell! They'd banish us, you know.

Man and woman, in a world without suffering, chose against God.

God's arms are always extended; we are the ones who turn away.

the down-and-out, who flocked to Jesus when he lived on earth, no longer feel welcome among his followers. What has happened?

The tears in my eyes are now running down my cheeks at the thought that I have been his wife and his bedfellow, his companion and his duchess, and even now, though he is near to death, still he does not love me. He has never loved me. He never will love me.