Quotes About Rejection

Georgie) Why is it that you always want to run after the one that goes off in a huff, and push away the one who is clinging to you?

Conversely, if the claim is rejected, the honest scientist is expected to accept that judgment, and move on to other things. In science, you don't get to keep harping on a subject until your opponents just give up in exhaustion.

He, the man, had seen her, touched her, and had not validated her beauty, her womanliness. He had turned away and gone to his own bed. Like Eve after the fall, her nakedness was obscene to her now.

A ewe usually is a good mother, but she will turn bad if for some reason she is separated from her lamb shortly after birth. Then she is likely to reject the lamb, refusing to nurse it. Sheep farmers have a way of persuading her otherwise. They stimulate her vagina with a kind of sheep dildo. The tickling releases a stream of oxytocin in her brain, and she then takes the lamb to udder. An oxytocin pump in her spinal cord will have the same maternogenic impact.

If you'd only let me come by myself, none of this would have happened. Having you around makes everything worse.' She buried her head under her pillow. 'Stop it! you're so cold! You're heartless, you little robot!' The pillow muffled her words, but they still stung. 'I feel things,' I said. 'I'm not a robot!' I stamped my foot and screamed. Then I burst into tears. I touched the wet little drops and held them toward her. 'See, I'm not a robot. This is proof.

Arafat rejected the deal because, as a dictator who had directed all his energies toward strengthening the Palestinians hatred toward Israel, Arafat could not afford to make peace.

In all her intercourse with society, however, there was nothing that made her feel as if she belonged to it... She stood apart from mortal interests, yet close beside them, like a ghost that revisits the familiar fireside, and can no longer make itself seen or felt.

If everything you say gets laughed at... then you become afraid of everyone... and are no longer able to speak... even knowing all that does is bother everyone... Your heart... ....shuts down... And your words die....

It's frightening that there's no guarantee that I'll be loved.

Just as there's rejection in this world, there are people who will reach out to you.

My friends rejected me...out of nowhere. What was wrong with me? What did I do? I really had no idea. Why? I want to know why. If I did something wrong, I want to apologize. But the rejection got worse, and so did the fear.

You'll be amazed how much you have in common with Edith Wharton (who struggled to feel worthy of success), Louisa May Alcott (who badly needed money), Madaleine L'Engle (who could have papered an entire house with her rejection letters) and other writers...

Let us all remember that it is not our own reputations that are at stake in the missions to which we are called. It is His. The successes and the setbacks are His. It is His rejection, His reception—not ours. These

WOMAN Really? Handsome guy like you and that's all you're good for … to look at? MAN Pretty much. WOMAN Good to know. (Opens a pudding.) You want one? MAN Nah, I shouldn't … WOMAN Why? MAN Excellent question. Okay.

CONNIE: You don't even have to say you love me. And when you get bored, just kick me out and give me a letter of recommendation.

Some people just don't seem to realize, when they're moaning about not getting prayers answered, that no is the answer.

There is no way of being a creative writer in America without being a loser.

No wonder man was always out to conquer Nature, Anna thought. He can't bear it that she doesn't love him, or even hate him. She simply doesn't give a damn.

Before his mistress a lover was prostrate, wounded to death by her beauty, killed by her disdain, obliged to an illimitable constancy, marked out for her dangerous service. A smile from her was in theory a gracious reward for twenty years of painful adoration.

I need everyone to like me and I just burn out bending over backward to make that happen. Having people be mad at me is my worst fear. I can't stand it. There is this crazy fear I have of being rejected by anyone - even people I don't really care about. It's always better to leave them first, cut all ties, and disappear. They can't hurt me that way - no one can.

I guess I just struggle with belonging to any organization. I always feel like I should be able to do it on my own. My ego tells me I'm better than all this... I want to rebel against it, though of course, I don't really have any options.

There is this crazy fear I have of being rejected by anyone - even people I don't really care about. It's always better to leave them first, cut all ties, and disappear. They can't hurt me that way - no one can.

There is this crazy fear I have of being rejected by anyone—even people I don't really care about. It's always better to leave them first, cut all ties, and disappear. They can't hurt me that way—no one can. That's why I have no references. But, of course, there's always the hope that my new employer won't check them out.

whether they liked it or not. And none of them did.