Quotes About Rejection

I don't want her in my car." says Jenna. I don't want her in my life." says Michael. I hope she chokes on her fucking Frappuccino." says Akello.

People like to have something to turn down, though. They want to be able to say no to some things, because it makes their yes more meaningful.

Who needs toothpaste when you have cigarettes?

Manuscript rejections might tempt you to quit writing or querying. Don't.

You can't go back and make a new start, but you can start right now and make a brand new ending.

Rejection isn't a sign of failure. Rejection is a reminder that there's always room for improvement.

I reject your reality and substitute my own.

Hippolytus can feel, and feels nothing for me!

Kindness suits you." "Really? I think I'm quite allergic to it.

Unseasonable kindness gets no thanks.

It is kindness immediately to refuse what you intend to deny.

Some people don't know what to do with an act of kindness.

Tenía esa irritación que no se controla, cuando se deja de querer a alguien y ese alguien nos sigue queriendo a toda costa y no se rinde, quisiéramos que todo acabara siempre cuando lo damos por concluido.

Cuando uno es repudiado por el principal objeto de su amor, es fácil que se le instale la sensación general de estar de sobra;

What was the name of that terrorist organization? Al-Qaeda in Iraq, or AQI. And after al-Qaeda rejected AQI because of tactics such as this, tactics so depraved and brutal that they even repulsed al-Qaeda leader Osama bin Laden, what did AQI become? The Islamic State of Iraq and Syria. It became ISIS.

We painted embroidered and made collages. All these works were drawn from the simplest forms and were probably the first examples of concrete art. These works are realities pure and independent with no meaning or cerebral intention. We rejected all mimesis and description, giving free reign to the elementary and spontaneous.

Youth is certain what it rejects before it knows what it will accept.

I was already refusing to have taste. I forbade myself to have it. I knew that the cultivation of it would have not refined me but softened me.

Dzi?ki temu,?e powiedzia? mi,i? nie ?yj?,pogodzi?em si? z faktem,?e ludzie wyrzucili mnie ze swoich my?li

one must love the Circus and despise the world.

When I beheld you, suddenly - for perhaps a second - I had the strength to reject everything that wasn't you and to laugh at the illusion. But my shoulders are very frail. I was unable to bear the weight of the world's condemnation. And I began to hate you when everything about you would have kindled my love and when love would have made men's contempt unbearable, and their contempt would have made my love unbearable. The fact is, I hate you.

The answer was no longer of any concern, only its attendant truth, which she'd figured out years ago and had never once questioned: her mother loathed her, and probably always had. What was she supposed to do with such information? Exactly.

I would never be part of anything. I would never really belong anywhere, and I knew it, and all my life would be the same, trying to belong, and failing. Always something would go wrong. I am a stranger and I always will be, and after all I didn't really care.

Where do you think my new novel is? In the waste basket. I can see myself that it's no good on earth, and when a loving author realizes this, what would be the judgment of a critical public?