Quotes About Assertiveness

If I were going to put a price tag on my lady parts, I'd find a more appetizing buyer.

Sugar Beth detected the movement and shot him a look that challenged not only his manhood but also his very right to exist on the planet.

Monday, when he'd barged in on her because she'd somehow managed to hold up everybody's paychecks, she'd been painting her goddamn fingernails! He'd gotten mad then, but he'd barely begun to yell before her lip had started to tremble and she'd said he couldn't talk to her like that because she had PMS.

She realized he looked more at home sitting at her desk than she did. How did he manage it? Somehow, he found a way to mark whatever space he occupied. He might as well lift his leg when he walked into a room.

I'm stronger than I look, and I'll work harder than any man you'll ever find. Besides, I can also provide psychiatric counseling for that troublesome personality disorder of yours.

Eres preciosa. —El susurrante cumplido de Alex la hizo sentir la mujer más bella del mundo. —¿Lo bastante para que me des la llave del contacto? —Lo suficiente para que te dé toda la puta camioneta.

One way to grab your power is to learn when you need to step up to the plate and admit you're wrong, and when you need to dig in your heels because it's the right thing to do." -- Sugar Beth, Ain't She Sweet

In case you start to wonder … You're a great guy and a halfway decent lover, but no way would I ever kill myself over you." "Comforting." "Or lose even a minute's sleep." "Vaguely insulting, but … thanks for the clarity." "This is the way sane woman behave. Tuck that away for future reference." "I'll be sure to do that.

Susan Elizabeth Phillips

Are you still as angry as you used to be?' Julia, the World War II resistance fighter, asked Lillian Hellman in the biographical [movie] Julia. "I like your anger…. Don't you let anyone talk you out of it.

Remember that you always have the right to be treated with respect, and to protest unfair treatment or criticism. It's vital to reinforce those rights with boundaries.

No is a complete sentence and so often we forget that. When we don't want to do something we can simply smile and say no. We don't have to explain ourselves, we can just say "No". Early on my journey I found developing the ability to say no expanded my ability to say yes and really mean it. My early attempts at saying no were often far from graceful but with practice even my no came from a place of love. Love yourself enough to be able to say yes or no.

You scare them, Ma," Isaac says. Why? Because I made them all sign confidentiality agreements? Because I speak my mind and know exactly what I want? Why should I pretend people are doing me a favor when I'm paying them? I have no use for that sort of nonsense. Once

I would rather be alone and a loud voice for action than be silent.

You get what you tolerate.

Although I do not like anyone intervening on my behalf, especially a man, I would have been very happy if Malloy had told Rodriguez to go fuck himself.

Stop Listening to Others.

She felt like a real bitch. But that was a good thing. Bitch was a good word. Women who were aggressive and strong were tagged as bitches. She should buy herself a T-shirt that read "Proud to be called a bitch.

She'd also prepared by wearing her hair combed back severely from her face, and putting on her stiffest, highestcollared business suit. She all but carried a riding crop.

Look, if you wanted to be babied you should have asked Peeta.

Thank you for your consideration," I say. Then I give a slight bow and walk straight toward the exit without being dismissed.

Thinking you're so fine. Thinking you can have mine. Thinking you're in control. Thinking you'll change me, maybe rearrange me. Think again, if that's your goal, 'Cause . . .

You've got to stop that," I say. But since I'm already scooping up the stuff, it's not too convincing

He's not a bad kisser either," I say shortly. "And it was okay with both of us? You kissing the other?" he asks. "No. It wasn't okay with either of you. But I wasn't asking your permission," I tell him. Peeta laughs again, coldly, dismissively. "Well, you're a piece of work, aren't you?