Barbara Park Quotes

But persistent name calling? that prolongs hurt. It stretches out. Each nasty word stretches the rubber band further away until finally, one day, it snaps back at you with maximum impact

People say sticks and stones may break your bones, but names can never hurt you, but that's not true. Words can hurt. They hurt me. Things were said to me that I still haven't forgotten.

Sticks and stones can break your bones, but names can kill you.

Words don't hurt you." Which is one of the hugest criminal lies perpetrated by adults against children in this world. Because words hurt more than any physical pain.

Sticks and stones may break our bones, but names will break our spirit.

It's amazing how words can do that, just shred your insides apart. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me - such bullshit.

It was tough, so hard; it really was horrible when I was growing up. I was called so many names, all sorts.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can make me think I deserved it.

When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.

Sticks and stones may break your bones but words can hurt like hell.

Colin thought about the dork mantra: sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. What a dirty lie.

One of the things that all kids are taught by their parents is this old "sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me."

I hadn't fully realized just how powerful words could be before this. Whoever came up with the saying 'sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me' was talking out of his or her armpit.

According to Madam Pomfrey, thoughts could leave deeper scars than almost anything else.

Sometimes the names were humiliating, deliberately so. Somebody would pick out your flaw. If you were little, they would call you Shorty. And if you were angry, they would call you the Devil.

I'd be in the backyard minding my own business. The other kids would call me names, like meatball head or neo-Calvinist. I'd run after them, but lucky for them the chain would snap my neck back.

Bullying can be physical, verbal or emotional. Words and threats are just as painful as fists, especially with social media these days. For those of you who don't know, I was actually bullied as a young boy on one occasion.

Being bullied is something I experienced in school, and it is not fun.

When I was labeled stupid, that scarred me forever.

You can be chased home or hit or called names or spit on, and it's over. You have the memory of it, but it's very different from the emotional and psychological experience of feeling invisible, of not learning the confidence to stand up in class and speak.

My parents said sticks and stones will break your bones but names will never hurt you. But I always felt a sense of exhilaration after a fight; it was the names that really hurt me.

I was bullied at school, so I didn't much like it.

The attacks of which I have been the object have broken the spring of life in me... People don't realize what it feels like to be constantly insulted.

A blow with a word strikes deeper than a blow with a sword.

Sticks and stones will break our bones, but words will break our hearts.