Quotes About Unloved

All she has left are things unwanted, things unloved.

It's an affliction that contaminates our vision of the world and invades the heart and the mind and the soul. It's origins are always the same: the sudden recognition that you are unloved or, worse, that you are unworthy of love. When that happens, you sail your ship alone, with no harbor lights in sight and no companion except the wind.

unloved women have no biographies-- they have histories

The first time it happened was when Shane was seven, the terrible event that had sent him hurtling from foster home to foster home, where he learned new crimes, new dysfunctions, new ways to be unloved. That was one piece of it. The other was every time he broke his arm, it hurt, but when it dulled, he'd be shot through with this remarkable insight about himself. It was the only time he saw who he was, crystal clear.

You get tough when you grow up unloved. People described me as a boyish girl – rather shy, but I didn't show it. I had an attitude. I was rather wild. I lied a lot because I knew the alternative was to be punished. As I got older I realised I didn't have to lie any more and it was a nice feeling. I could be myself.

I believe most people don't go into show business unless they've been majorly unloved as a child.

We can't have children growing up feeling unloved - the price is too high for that.

Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural.

It stands to reason that unloved and unwanted children are going to get into crime.

Ah, now I have learned how deep in the human heart vanity lies, vanity which is the other face of the fear of being unloved.

I've been so afraid of getting closeness wrong, because I don't know how to do it, because I don't know what my mistakes reveal --maybe they reveal very good reasons for my having been unloved as a child, I just don't know.

No child is born a delinquent. They only became that way if nobody loved them when they were kids. Unloved children grow up to be serial murderers or alcoholics.

Jealousy is really an umbrella term for a constellation of feelings including envy, competitiveness, insecurity, inadequacy, possessiveness, fear of abandonment, feeling unloved, and feeling left out. To say simply "I am jealous" is far too vague, since it means different things to different people and it manifests itself in so many diverse ways.

Oh, of course, it was a sad role, the lover no longer loving. But once the perfunctory sympathy was given him the heart went outfully to oneself, the real victim, the unloved.

Stylistically, indie was usually "shambolic" guitar music which looked for the same amateurish spontaneity as punk but omitted the punk rocker's expressions of anger and their commitment to being unloved.

It's miserable to feel unwanted for reasons beyond your control.

The inner speech, your thoughts, can cause you to be rich or poor, loved or unloved, happy or unhappy, attractive or unattractive, powerful or weak.

If unloving mothers were able to see their behavious as abusive, they either would stop behaving that way or they would get help for their dysfunction. But many cannot: instead, they deny it, to themselves, their families, and the world at large, in order to avoid a sense of guilt, to avoid having to make changes in their lives, or to avoid the bruising awareness that they, too, were unloved children.

There was something wrong with this man. He didn't call me Toby. He didn't even talk to us. I thought of my first mother, the very last time I saw her, escaping the Yard because she couldn't live with humans, not even with someone as loving as Senora. But the man didn't love us at all.

No one cared what she wanted. No one had ever cared. And perhaps, worst of all, no one ever would care.

He may have also envied the fact that his son was a cop, the preacher thought of himself as a man of peace, and he envied the man of action. The son didn't envy the father. Virgil had been raised in a church and the problems his father dealt with, he thought, would have driven him crazy. It's relatively easy to solve a problem with a gun and a warrant and a prison, but what do you do about somebody who is unloved?

When a man comes to die, no matter what his talents and influence and genius, if he dies unloved his life must be a failure to him and his dying a cold horror

It was a grim farm and a grim house, unloved and unloving. It was no home, no place to long for ot to come back to.

I call you a Monday because nobody likes you.