Quotes About Assertion

of his need to assert responsibility for his own life. It may be that Adela does panic in the face of Nothingness, only recovering herself when she takes responsibility by recanting in the witness box. Perhaps it's all about nothing more than her own self-doubts, her own psychological or spiritual difficulties.

Stop apologizing! It doesn't help, and it sells the speaker short.

The most vigorous expression of a resolution does not always coincide with the greatest vigour of the resolution itself. It is often flung out as a sort of prop to support a decaying conviction which, whilst strong, required no enunciation to prove it so.

Kiss my foot, sir; my face is for mouths of consequence.

He was young, and his face, if not exactly handsome, approached so near to handsome that nobody would have contradicted an assertion that it really was so in its natural colour.

There was a time when he would have apologized for disturbing the man and never come back to the newsstand. For years he had taken shit unlimited from people. Not anymore.

Some things are believed because they are demonstrably true. But many other things are believed simply because they have been asserted repeatedly—and repetition has been accepted as a substitute for evidence.

The prevalence and power of a vision is shown, not by what its evidence or logic can prove, but precisely by its exemption from any need to provide evidence or logic--by the number of things that can be successfully asserted because they fit the vision, without having to meet the test of fitting the facts.

You can't leave footprints if you walk on tiptoes." ? Marion C. Blakely

Even movie and romance magazines, whose beauty ads explicitly connected makeup and sex appeal, maintained a logic that downplayed women's sexual assertion: A woman acted upon her desire for a man by making herself beautiful, in order to catch his attention and awaken his desire.

And you can just stop that right now, too." "Stop what?" "That," Io pointed at his crotch, "You're getting all bulgy, and I resent your penis's implication that I'm doing something to arouse you. Unless you're some sort of weirdo who gets off by women saying the word 'penis' which is frankly kinda sad.

He looked at me like I'm the delivery boy who wants to marry his sister. He then proceeded to make it very clear he knows what he's doing and I don't. It was relentless.

This is the process embodied in tragedy, where the agent's action involves a corresponding passion, and from the sufferance of the passion there arises an understanding of the act, an understanding that transcends the act. The act, in being an assertion, has called forth a counter-assertion in the elements that compose its context. And when the agent is enabled to see in terms of this counter-assertion, he has transcended the state that characterized him at the start.

He who would propagate an opinion must begin by making sure of his ground and holding it firmly. There is as little use in trying to breed from weak opinion as from other weak stock.

I'm not a dog

Who is here with you?" "Don't stop," she begged. "Who is here with you?" he repeated, harshly this time. "You are." "What is my name?" "Reyes

We're on vacation, Kaia, Strider grumbled. You weren't invited. She waved away his words as if they were unimportant. Deep down I know you meant to invite me, so ta-da. Here I am. You're welcome. It's scary how well you know us. Here, pay for this, William said, dumping his candy into Strider's arms. We'll be in the care. Making out.

I agree with you. Now let's put on our big-girl panties and go convince Mr. Always Right that he's seriously wrong.

You're just begging for a piece of me, you know that?" she growled. "I don't know what gave you the idea I've lowered my standards, but I assure you, I haven't. I want no part of you.

But truth was truth, and like any apex predator, it could defend itself.

deeply. I was just refilling my glass, with every intention of dumping the contents in Lucius's face to wake him up, when he raced into the kitchen, a wild glaze in his ice-blue eyes. He stilled when he spied me. "I now own you," were the first words out of my mouth. "You're bought and paid for.

Then he pulled back and looked at her shirt again. "Is this really true?" She nodded. "Every word of it." "Okay, then. I say you won't." "Won't do what?" He bent his head to whisper into her hair, his breath hot against her ear. " Before lunch, you won't go to bed with me." Elle reached around behind her and turned off the burner on the stove.

Genevieve Cogman

When liberty is mentioned, we must always be careful to observe whether it is not really the assertion of private interests which is thereby designated.