Quotes About Assertion

Number 1: I calls 'em like I see 'em. Number 2: I calls 'em the way they are. Number 3: They ain't nothing till I calls

Fuck you, says Iron Maiden.

find your voice to ask for what you want. Everybody has the right to tell you no or yes, but you always have the right to ask. Likewise, everybody has the right to ask you, and you have the right to say yes or no.

No necesitamos pruebas. ¡No le pedimos a nadie que nos crea!

expostulate.

Listen, I say, pushing my chair in. I just want everyone to know that I'm pro-family and anti-drug. Excuse me.

Honey?" she asks. "Don't call me that," I snap. "What? Honey?" she asks. "Yes," I snap again. "What do you want me to call you?" she asks, indignantly. "CEO?" She stifles a giggle. "Oh Christ." "No, really Patrick. What do you want me to call you?" King, I'm thinking.

Listen," I say, my voice trembling with emotion, "have whatever you want but I'm telling you I recommend the Diet Pepsi.

They obeyed, as wise men do when a woman puts her foot down . . .

SOD YOU, THEN, Death said.

'King of the Cruiserweights' is not just something I say. Let me be straight. I am the king. You can see that. It's undeniable.

I don't want a headline saying 'Kennedy suggests this or implies that.'

I've got a right to knock down anybody holding a bat.

War mages ordered, threatened and bitched. They didn't deal.

Stop staring at my dick," he growled. Oh, yes it was definitely an illusion. "Barrons loved me staring at his dick,"I informed it. "he would have been happy if I'd stared at his dick all day long, composing odes to its perfection.

Stop staring at my dick," he growled. Oh, yes it was definitely an illusion. "Barrons loved me staring at his dick,"I informed it. "he would have been happy if I'd stared at his dick all day long, composing odes to its perfection.

You may be trying to claim the woman, his eyes said, but make no mistake, she and the fucking fireplace are mine.

The nerve. Threatening you and not being precise about it.

And you can tell Darroc that Ms. Lane is mine. If he wants her, he can bloody well come and get her

People treat you as badly as you let them treat you. Key word there: let.

That sounds as if you're telling me you plan to keep me, lass." His eyes narrowed and he went very still.

Does mercy look like my middle fucking name?

I like threatening, handling, and conquering and excel at it.

I smashed my fist into his face. Lies roll off us. It's the truths we work hardest to silence. "Then you weren't looking hard enough! I'm the one with boobs!" "I know you're the one with boobs! They're in my fucking face every fucking time I turn around!