Quotes About Rejection

She was one of the most unimportantly wicked women of her time - because she could not let her time alone, and yet could never be a part of it.

I think of country radio like a great lover: you were nice to me, you gave me a lot of cool stuff, and then you dumped my ass for another woman.

I asked this one girl out, and she said, "You got a friend?" I said yes; she said, "Then go out with him."

You were born wrong, darling

34 ¡Oh Jerusalén, Jerusalén, que matas a los profetas, y apedreas a los que a ti son enviados! ¿Cuántas veces quise recoger a tus hijos, a la manera que el ave cubre su nidada debajo de sus alas, y tú no has querido? 35 ¡Pueblo ingrato! He aquí que su morada va a quedar desierta. Y les declaro que ya no me verán más, hasta que llegue el día en que digan: Bendito sea el que viene en nombre del Señor. 14

Remember that risk taking and rejection are part of life, and being overly sensitive about how others react to you is counterproductive. Anyway, what's so bad about being rejected by someone you don't even know?

People in the business will stay with you through drugs and alcohol and divorces and insanity and everything else, but you have a failure, pal, and they don't want to know nothing about you!

You idealize me. You don't even know me. If you really knew me, you wouldn't like me very much.

The bozo who's going to go early John Woo all over the manicured lawns and flower beds just to show he doesn't give a fuck about convention.

The crushing, pitiful, and frequently just plain risible pathos of an unsuccessful actor/performer's life is well charted.

Life is like a B-picture script! It is that corny. If I had my life story offered to me to film, I'd turn it down.

The better you are at communicating, negotiating, and handling your fear of rejection, the easier life is.

Be worried if no one is criticizing you. Your job in life is to ignore the 33% who will never like you and do your best to convince the 33% who don't care either way to join the 33% who love you

Facebook turned me down. It was a great opportunity to connect with some fantastic people. Looking forward to life's next adventure.

He who does not accept and respect those who want to reject life does not truly accept and respect life itself.

The experiences of your past life which are stored within come up to the surface to be rejected. By rejecting all these by and by the inside will have to be cleansed.

I want her to say my name because then I'll know it's okay and I haven't just lost her forever. But she doesn't, and I can feel a cold, dark feeling growing in the pit of my stomach—every bit as cold and dark as the water

Some people hate him because they think he's weird and he gets into fights and gets kicked out of school and does what he wants. Some people worship him because he's weird and he gets into fights and gets kicked out of school and does what he wants.

Was I bitter? Absolutely. Hurt? You bet your sweet ass I was hurt. Who doesn't feel a part of their heart break at rejection. You ask yourself every question you can think of, what, why, how come, and then your sadness turns to anger. That's my favorite part. It drives me, feeds me, and makes one hell of a story.

I want to go to the party!' 'I said no.' 'I've been totally good.' 'You shot me with an arrow.

I laid myself fucking bare last night! I put it all out there, and you shut me down. Rightfully so. I get that I shouldn't have said any of that stuff to you. But now here I am trying to find a way to come out of this with just a little fragment of pride so I can look you in the eye when this is all over, and you won't even let me have that. You broke my heart last night, all right? Is that what you want to hear?

I spun away from him. I didn't need his pity. I started walking in the opposite direction of the house. I didn't know where I was going, I just wanted to get away from him. He called out, "I still love you." I froze. And then slowly, I turned around to look at him. "Don't say that

Wait!" he yelled. I didn't turn around, I walked faster. Then I heard him slam his fist on the hood of his car. I almost stopped. Maybe I would have if he'd followed me. But he didn't. He got in his car and he left, just like he said he would.

You know what? Don't even worry about it," I said. "Cory Wheeler already asked me. I can tell him I changed my mind." "Who the hell is Corky Wheeler?