Quotes About Neglect

Fire is a fragile lover, court her well, neglect her not; her faith is like a misty smoke, her anger is destructive hot.

The fear of being abandoned was a strong force in Madeline's life. She'd stayed with a bad husband for years because of it. She also feared that some of her lacklustre and disloyal employees would "abandon" her, so she overpaid them and put up with far too much. As I heard more about her childhood, I realized that her issues stemmed from years of neglect.

She was using a psychological technique called reframing: taking a concept and relabelling it so as to alter its meaning. She reframed what I perceived as neglect and labelled my concerns "overprotective.

Valerie saw Cesaire's eyes resting upon Suzette's reclining form. Valerie wondered whether he really saw her there anymore. After eighteen years of marriage, Cesaire did not seem to notice her gentleness with her children or her sun-streaked hair in the summer months. Was that what marriage was, an inability to see who the person was, the way that we don't know ourselves because we stand too close?

Her body felt like a giant bag of lack. Lack of motivation. Lack of strength. Lack of rigidity. Lack of caring.

People remember what they want to remember and forget what they want to forget. If you told him something was important to you and he forgot to do it, he blew you off.

So you're saying you don't feed something in a situation where it would be a big disaster for it to grow.

No one cared who they'd been before, or even who they were now. Sometimes it felt like they lived at the bottom of the world. People at the bottom of the world mind their business, mostly.

Taken as a whole, maltreatment and neglect demonstrate a powerful capacity to create enduring dysfunction in multiple domains. The earlier in a child's life maltreatment occurs, the greater the risk of enduring and pervasive problems into adulthood (Perry, 2005, 2008).

Cathy slowly discovers the terrible childhood Dawn has had; rejected by her parents, left to fend for herself, then subjected to violent treatment by her relatives.

But where does the silence that neglects her end, and where does the silence that respects her begin? The problem with silence is that it can't speak up and say why it's silent. And so silence collects, becomes amplified, takes on a life outside our intentions, in that silence can get misread as indifference, or avoidance, or even shame, and eventually this silence passes over into forgetting.

But where does the silence that neglects her end, and where does the silence that respects her begin?

But where does the silence that neglects her end, and where does the silence that respects her begins? The problem with silence is that it can't speak up and say why it's silent. And so silence collects, becomes amplified, takes on a life outside our intentions, in that silence can be misread as indifference, or avoidance, or even shame, and eventually this silence passes over into forgetting.

Inside, I gagged. The floor was awash with excrement. Blocked toilet bowls brimmed with sewage. The place looked as if it hadn't been cleaned in weeks. Nobody had noticed, because nobody who mattered ever went in there.

We are all in the end those rhesus monkeys who cling to the soft plush mother for comfort, ignoring the food on the wire monkey until we starve. Other people can hurt us more than our bodies can.

Let me be like a thing left in a corner and forgotten

Lasciatemi così come una cosa posata in un angolo e dimenticata

Misunderstandings and neglect occasion more mischief in the world than malice and wickedness.

Things unused burden and beset.

And I have again observed, my dear friend, in this trifling affair, that misunderstandings and neglect occasion more mischief in the world than even malice and wickedness. At all events, the two latter are of less frequent occurrence.

Disobedience, the rarest and most courageous of the virtues, is seldom distinguished from neglect, the laziest and commonest of the vices.

Socrates learned to dance when he was seventy, because he felt that an essential part of himself had been neglected.

Where love begins, there dread thy first desire; A spark neglected makes a mighty fire.

Housework is something you do that nobody notices until you don't do it.