Quotes About Neglect

We didn't have sense enough to take care of it. Now it's torn. And the artist is dead.

If there are other rules, I have forgotten them, and if I've forgotten them it is because they don't matter.

What do you do with the kid who can't read? ...Well, what he did with the kid who couldn't read was to make her his mistress. What Farley did was to make her his punching bag. What the Cuban did was to make her his whore, or one among them--so Coleman believed more often than not.

No one was going to be looking for us; they were all too busy with more serious problems.

I am like a dead begonia hanging upside down because like a dead begonia I don't give a f**k.

I preferred to hang out with the dead, dying, or desperate books - used we call them, in a way that we'd never call a person, unless we meant it cruelly

i am like a dead begonia hanging upside down because like a dead begonia I don't give a fuck

Het is al te gemakkelijk om te zeggen dat ik me onzichtbaar voel. Dat is ook niet waar. Ik voel me pijnlijk zichtbaar en totaal genegeerd.

i am like a dead begonia hanging upside down because like a dead begonia i don't give a fuck

flagrant, adj. I would be standing right there, and you would walk out of the bathroom without putting the cap back on the toothpaste.

It would be too easy to say that i feel invisible. Instead, i feel painfully visible, and enterily ignored.

I wondered: Did mom and Darren hurt us more by what they did or by what they didn't do? Which wounds us more-the hostile presence or the absent kindness?

It would be too easy to say that I feel invisible. Instead, I feel painfully visible, and entirely ignored. People talk to her, but it feels like they are outside a house, talking through the walls. There are friends, but they are people to spend time with, not people to share time with.

Seria fácil demais dizer que me sinto invisível. Em vez disso, me sinto dolorosamente visível e totalmente ignorado. As pessoas falam com ela, mas é como se estivessem do lado de fora de uma casa, falando através das paredes. Ela tem amigos, mas são pessoas com quem passa o tempo, não com quem o divide.

Death by Trivial Pursuits

In the spineless perversity of your inertia, I detect indifference, even a whiff of condescension.

We cannot love something solely because it has been ignored. It must also be worthy of our attention.

Libraries are not failing because they are libraries. Neglected libraries get neglected, and this cycle, in time, provides the excuse to close them. Well-run libraries are filled with people because what a good library offers cannot be easily found elsewhere: an indoor public space in which you do not have to buy anything in order to stay.

this new delicacy, this suggestions of mortal time working on her just as it works on everybody, spoke to me more loudly than any of the old accusations of daughterly neglect ever had.

I've always been depressed by flowers when they wilt, drooping their dry heads to the jar with its foul-smelling water, giving off an air of neglect, better to look at an empty jar than one with a wilted bunch of flowers.

it. Ah know Ah ain't." "Ah did think about it one day," Hicks said dreamily, "but then Ah forgot it and ain't thought about it since then." "No wonder things ain't no better," Joe commented. "Ah'm buyin' in here

Only reprobates father children and then abandon them.

I've been set up with a Twitter account, and I just never use it.

My father used to say that one of the great offences of sham politeness was the neglect of promises. When anything is demanded of you that you cannot do, refuse positively and leave no loopholes for false hopes; on the other hand, grant at once whatever you are willing to bestow.