Quotes About Rejection

Death cures psychoneurosis. In a sense all these neurotic concerns--fear of rejection, interpersonal concerns--seem to melt away, and people get another perspective on their lives. The important things are really important, and the trivia of life is trivialized.

As long as the world's been the world, there's been those who live with it and those who refuse to accept it.

The sad fact is that I love Dickens and Donne and Keats and Eliot and Forster and Conrad and Fitzgerald and Kafka and Wilde and Orwell and Waugh and Marvell and Greene and Sterne and Shakespeare and Webster and Swift and Yeats and Joyce and Hardy, really, really love them. It's just that they don't love me back.

Who me? God, no, I'm terrible . . . " Then, just as an experiment, I say, "And, besides, I don't think I'm good-looking enough to be an actor." Oh, that's not true! There are lots of actors who aren't good-looking . . .

to be some exceptional, a Cartier-Bresson, a Capa or a Brandt, would require toil, rejection & struggle

to become exceptional, a Cartier-Bresson, a Capa or a Brandt, would require toil, rejection & struggle

indignantly, as if I'd just invited everyone back to mine for heroin and

When they look at themselves they see nothing that was valued by their parents.

They love me for what I'm not. They hate me for what I am.

If you're looking for a pal, Mr Clough, you can count me out.

You'll do for me," you tell him. "If you do as you're bloody told." "I'd rather play for fucking Leeds," he tells you. "You'd fucking fit right in and all," you laugh. "But they don't bloody want you, do they?

the flipside of love is indifference not hate

Some people may opt out. Their child turns out to be whatever it is that they find impossible to face—for some, the wrong religion; for some, the wrong sexuality; for some, a drug addict. They close the door. Click. Like in mafia movies: "I have no son. He is dead to me." I have a son and he will never be dead to me.

The idea of mathematics having an ontology is the very last idea science would ever accept since its acceptance would instantly falsify science and require its replacement by ontological mathematics. Doesn't it alarm you that science deliberately seeks to reject the very thing – mathematics – on which it is 100% reliant?

The last girl I went out with blew me off. Now I call her with lame excuses to see her, "Hey, did I leave a penny over there?"

They didn't believe me," I exclaimed when I saw Gary. "I told the truth, but they didn't want to hear!

No buts, Ben. No. 'N' and 'O' spells 'no'.

Las sociedades —explicaba Mauss— viven de tomar prestado unas de otras, pero se definen a sí mismas más por sus rechazos a los préstamos que por su aceptación.»

These pastoral-poet guys with their bleating goats and oaten pipes can stuff their phalaecean hendecasyllabics where the sun don't shine.

Fuck that. Fuck that idea like the fucking captain of the Thai Fuck Team fucking at the fucking Tour de Fuck.

In one instance a woman was lying in my arms after hours of sex, and we were watching the sun come up, and I said, "Do you know what Plato says about forms?" She answered, "No. But I know what to say about your form." Pushing her away to block a kiss, I said, "No, really. What do you think about the idea that there are timeless blueprints for things?" She twisted her mouth in disgust. "You're weird," she said.

Nowhilism: a rejection of the progress made in the past and ignorance of reality in the present

Tis a hard thing for a child to know she isn't wanted. It gets into her blood and bones until she knows that she must always find her own way, for none will smooth her path. But that sort of thing makes a woman strong, you know.

Rejection, though--it could make the loss of someone you weren't even that crazy about feel gut wrenching and world ending.