Quotes About Assertiveness

You want to be the baddest guy in the kitchen and you want the person next to you to know it.

I've never bent the knee to anyone in my life.

My diplomatic position will not consist of going and kneeling down in front of George Bush.

I don't mind knife fights. I just want the knives to come to the front.

I'm always going to say I'm going to knock someone out.

Women get labeled 'bossy' when it's like, 'Maybe I'm a leader. Maybe I just know what I want.'

You're going to have to speak up for yourself - and I learned that after always being, for lack of a better word, crapped on.

I quote Tolkien because he puts it better. But I can still open a can of whup ass all over you." You're right," I told him. "He does put it better.

What's this shit?" Ray demanded, looking at the salesclerk. "Honey, truth hurts, but ain't no way you're a Magnum." "Well, I ain't no medium!" The clerk smiled. "Yeah, but I was being generous.

We were obviously going to have to have a talk about the difference between "maintaining security" and "being a dick.

I shook my head. "Not Interested" I said. he straightened up. "Not interested in what?" In you." I couldn't be more blunt. Excuse me, miss, but I was going to ask if you would like to sign up for karaoke.

When someone tells me "no," it doesn't mean I can't do it, it simply means I can't do it with them.

Stop spending so much time trying to prove what you already know to people who don't really matter. It just makes you look insecure and lacking self-confidence.

If I'm right -- and I know that you know I right -- I'm not going to continue going back and forth with you about it. Why should I waste time arguing with idiots?

I've never, ever, ever -- in my entire life -- fought over a man. I've fought women who've hit me because of a man, but then I was fighting to bust her ass, not defend his.

He raised a brow. 'Petunia, Ms. Lane?' I scowled. "Ass, Barrons.

Stop staring at my dick," he growled. Oh, yes it was definitely an illusion. "Barrons loved me staring at his dick,"I informed it. "he would have been happy if I'd stared at his dick all day long, composing odes to its perfection.

I'm not good, Mac. Never have been.' What-true confession time? my eyes tease. Don't need it. 'I want what I want and I take it.' Is he warning me? What could he possibly threaten me with now? 'There's nothing I can't live with. Only things I won't live without.

Accept me or kill me MacKayla. But choose. Fucking Choose.

You've mistaken me for someone else. Do not wait on me, Ms. Lane. Do not construct your world around mine. I'm not that man." "Screw you, Barrons." "I'm not that man, either.

Stay the fuck out of my head!" Fuck. There's a word I understand. "Yes, please.

Leave it alone, I'm handling this," Barrons told Ryodan. "I suggest you do a better job." "And I suggest you go fuck yourself.

People treat you as badly as you let them treat you. Key word there: let.

Dani, Dani, Dani." I flinch. I've never heard anyone say my name so gently. It creeps me all kinds of out. He's towering over me, arms crossed over his chest, scarred forearms dark against the rolled-up sleeves of a crisp white shirt. Heavy silver cuffs glint at both wrists. The light is smack behind his head, as usual. "You didn't really think I'd let you get away with it," Ryodan says.