Quotes About Assertiveness

My father used to call me back from playtime in our giant yard, take me aside, and, putting his hand on my shoulder, say, "You are letting those boys beat you so that they will like you. Now, go out there and win, and they will respect you.

As His Holiness the Dalai Lama said to me once, "A tiger does not apologize.

As I read the Gospels, I never saw a time when Jesus was a doormat. Jesus found a perfect balance, and for me it has been an ongoing search to find the line to walk between making people happy and giving up too much in order to do so.

Aside from blow jobs, though, I'm through with being the perfect girlfriend, just through with it. Then if he's sore with me, let him dump my ass. That will just give me more time to be a genius.

Women apologize too much, I once decided, and made myself stop, and now found it incredibly difficult to tell anyone I was sorry.

stepping on others' toes to get things done.

You only find yourself bending over backwards when the bar is too low.

Now listen up, you Navy-loving son of a bitch! If my friend wants that bear, she's gonna get that bear. And neither hell nor you nor some big-haired, twenty-hour-sleeping king of the idiots is gonna stop me from making sure she gets that bear!

Don't threaten me with your eyebrows. I'm not. I'm interrogating you with my one raised eyebrow. If I was threatening you, I'd use both eyebrows. Like this.

Good God, woman. Hit the brakes on the freight train that is your mouth.

Deny everything. Admit nothing. Demand proof

Then it sounds to me like you love her. And if you love her, then tell her she belongs to you and she needs to get over it. Show her who's in charge. That's what I did with Sara." Zach seemed less than pleased when they all laughed so hard Conall actually fell off the bed.

Dee-Ann came back in the hallway and both men stopped and stared at her. "Just came back to get some water out of the fridge." When neither man said anything to her, she asked, "Somethin' wrong?" Ric stepped forward. "How many children do you want?" Lock grabbed Ric by his hair and yanked him back, slamming him into the front door. "Ow!

She took two steps to the left. He shadowed her. She took three quick steps to the right. He did the same. "You…you're…" She couldn't even think straight. "I need you to remain calm." "Fuck you!" "That's not calm.

Do you want to come inside for a drink?" she softly offered. "No. No. No, no, no, no. No." Gwen stared at him. "One 'no' would have been clear." "Those 'no's' weren't for you. They were for me. I was simply saying them out loud.

Mitch grabbed hold of the car keys and held them over his head so Sissy couldn't get them. She, in turn, grabbed his nuts and twisted until he gave her the damn keys.

What are you lookin' at me for? I'm a ray of fuckin' sunshine.

She couldn't find her shirt, but she sure as hell found her gun.

To quote my daddy, don't be such a pussy." "But I am a pussy.

He mockingly gave her the raised eyebrow back. "You never gave me an answer." "Yeah. I did. In fact, my exact words were 'no'." "Yes, but I've chosen to ignore that until I hear what I want.

Ronnie snarled and Brendon roared back. Her eyes narrowed. "You roared at me?" "And I'll do it again if you can't keep your paws off my Oreos.

Fine! Do whatever you want. And when you get fleas, don't come complaining to me.

Yes, but either way, shamed or not, I shall be Queen of England, and this is the last time you will sit in my presence.

I'm basically like, you know, learned pretty quickly the guy who throws the first punch usually wins, so when people gave me a hard time I just punched them.