Quotes About Refusal

Do you want help?" "No." "Do you need help?

The second was Yale's complacent refusal to accommodate its sought-after assistant professor's request for a promotion to associate professor. Such rapid advancement cut against the grain in New Haven. Ernest's academic superiors were unable to see past his youth, much

Je suppose que j'aurai quand même du mal à te convaincre d'assister à l'inauguration... - Seigneur, jamais de la vie ! s'exclama Elinor avec un rire enjoué. En plus, je l'ai déjà fêtée à ma façon.

Homelessness advocates often level serious charges at people who disagree with their view of the problem and the solution. In the early 1990s, a Harvard sociologist who wrote a book on homelessness noted, "those who see the homeless as passive victims of circumstances beyond their control often react to [the evidence of service refusal] with a mixture of fury and disbelief.

Indeed, in 1933 he refused to leave Freiburg to teach in Berlin, explaining that his 'philosophical work ... belongs right in the midst of the peasants' work'.

The candidate who billed himself as a billionaire—ten times over—refused even to invest his own money in it.

To refuse to do something because you've already done it, because you've already been there, rapidly leads to the destruction, for yourself as much as for others, of any reason for living, for any possible future, and it plunges you into an oppressive ennui that will eventually transform into atrocious bitterness, accompanied by hatred and rancor toward those who still belong to the land of the living.

The abandonment by his biological mother, his lost sister, the punishment he received from his adoptive mother and the fact that his two wives apparently refused him sex, correlated with Wilken's first selection of victims, namely the prostitutes.

He realises that he has a problem, he knows right from wrong, but the psychological gain and, of course, the sexual gratification are so great that he refuses to give it up and seek another, more humane, manner of addressing his pain.

I DON'T WANT YOUR GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!" I yelled to the figure behind the door.

I DON'T WANT YOUR GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!" I yelled to the figure behind the door. He

I lay there alone for hours, crying my eyes out. I was still trying to rationalize the relationship: Why can't I let things just stay as they are? What difference does it make if he's married? But the fact is it did matter. I refused to be second best any longer.

You refused to fall in love with anyone else, Dmitri." A whisper with the impact of a gun-shot. "So I had to come back for you . . . husband.

When was the last time you lost an argument?" He pretended to think about it. Then, leaning down, he whispered in her ear, "A few hours ago when you refused to stop the car and crawl into the backseat with me.

There were very few things he'd ever truly hungered for in life, and he'd never been given any of them. He'd claimed each through sheer, unrelenting will and the grim refusal to surrender.

At the heart of the human condition, we might say, is an epistemological sin—the refusal to acknowledge what can be known about God and then to respond appropriately: "Although they knew God, they did not honor him as God or give thanks to him" (Rom. 1:21). They engage in willful blindness.

Of course, we are drawn to teachers who unconsciously mirror our own psychology. None of us are clean. We all make mistakes. It's the repetition of those mistakes and the refusal to look at them that compound the suffering and assure their continuation.

he explained to me that refusing a Head of State could be looked upon as an insult to a great man and lead to strained relations between the two countries. He added that if I really loved my country, if I was a patriot, I would go to him at once. So I told the man from the police that I knew nothing about patriotism, that my country had not only given me nothing, but had also taken away anything I might have had, including my honour and my dignity.

whether they liked it or not. And none of them did.

It was, she believed, a simple and unassailable fact of life that if a woman went to epic lengths to throw herself on the mercy of a man, the man would not, could not, refuse.

The correct use of liberty can consist in adhering to a destiny, but my liberty consists in being able to refuse to do that. The right to fail is an important right of man.

I'm an artist...The difference is that I don't tell anybody. I refuse to give them new reasons to laugh at me.

Look what shoes I brought you---the empress herself wore them." "No, no, I don't need any shoes..." and she blushed deeply.

There is only one meditation—the rigorous refusal to harbor thoughts.