Quotes About Assertiveness

We're not sorting sand because of Call. We're sorting sand because of me. - Tamara

Taryn glowers, putting her chin up. 'I didn't want to fight.' 'Then you ought not to do so in the future,' Madoc says. 'There's no point in fighting if you're not intending to win.

They're never going to respect me if I don't fight back,'' I tell her. She sights. ''They're never going to respect you, period.

Fight your fight," Let someone else worry about theirs." -Grima Mog

No, I won't help you. No I won't hear you explain why I should. It really is a magical word: no. You say whatever bullshit you want, and I just say no.

If I am to be a cat, let me give you a scratch.

Women always persuade men they have made into sheep that they are lions with a will of iron.

You are a woman in the prime of your life! You should march into a room with your head held high! Like you are walking onto a stage, a battlefield!

Shut up," said Madeline. "I thought we didn't say 'shut up' in our house." "Fuck off, then," said Madeline.

It would be so much easier to be aggressive if she were wearing her bra.

Jane walked into the playground feeling a strange sense of calm. Perhaps she needed to learn from Madeline's example. No more avoiding confrontation. March up to your critics and bloody well tell them what you think.

She sucked in her stomach, ready to take it like a man, or at least like a romance novelist capable of reading her own royalty statements.

There was nothing wrong with the color. He'd call back the next day and say it was fine. He'd just needed to feel powerful for a few minutes. One of the younger hotshots had just made him feel inferior in a meeting.

Breathe in. She didn't give a fig what other people thought! Breathe out. Rubbish. She gave a whole fig tree.

Cecilia sipped her tea and imagined herself going back through time and putting that Khrushchev in his place.

that beautiful woman held themselves differently; they swayed like palm trees in the breeze of all that attention. Cecilia wanted her daughters to run and stride and stomp. She didn't want Polly to bloody sway.

Tell em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell.

Even deaf bitches say hi to me, she tell a blind bitch and she say I gotta see.

No I aint lookin down, but I see no one above me.

Nigga Im the shit, get the fuck up out my toilet.

I do what I do and you do what you can do about it.

Go fuck yourself. Or get spayed. Either would an improvement.

And ordering me around is exactly the wrong way to make me do what you want.

It could have been possible to put a little more fuck you into his tone, but some of it might've slopped out the sides.