Gary Zukav Quotes

Everyone fears rejection.

I was afraid of being rejected, yes. I was also afraid of being accepted for the wrong reasons.

I just have a harder time, I think, feeling close to people without self consciousness.

Contempt is the weapon of the weak and a defense against one's own despised and unwanted feelings.

I think I'm extremely vulnerable and that in some ways I seek out rejection. Never feeling like you're getting that pat on the back from dad is probably at the heart of that.

I really wish I was less of a thinking man and more of a fool not afraid of rejection.

As a kid, I would push my shoulders forward in order to hide my heart from being hurt.

I got more shy as I got older and realized people could be laughing at me or judging me.

The thing is, if I ever found a guy I could fall in love with, I'd want to marry him and have his children. And that scares me to death because I think I'm a whole bunch of crazy, and I always worry that a guy will walk away once he really, truly knows me.

I'm not good at opening up with people.

I'm a silly little needy person sometimes, and I crouch in a room all alone and think of all the people that I wish were with me.

It used to hurt me when people said I was hiding in Wales.

I think a lot of my angst comes from feeling unaccepted.

I have had a lot of crushes but have never had the courage to go up to a girl and say what I feel. I am scared of rejection.

I could come in the gym to train with the boys and they'd think I was alright, but I'd go home and sit there crying.

I don't feel very good about myself. People always leave me. Nobody can stand me for very long. I wish I could cut my tongue out, or take out the part of my brain that has opinions. Or cares. I wish I could be simple. Be quiet, introverted, or shy. I'm half way in between a wallflower at a party and Elvis Presley. People love one or the other. In between is no place to be.

We are all jellyfish, too pitiful and too afraid of being disliked to be honest.

Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold onto something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t come back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain.

I'm a total wreck. Afraid to let anyone near. Afraid they'll see the real me.

That you can know what i have in me and still want me as much as i want you. i go to sleep every night afraid i'll wake up and you'll be gone.or that i scared you away ... that i dreamed you-" "no. Gideon." jesus he broke my heart every day. shattered me.

He has tears in his eyes now. The sight is more than I can bear. He takes two steps away from me and then turns back like a caged animal. “Do you even love me?” he suddenly asks. He grips both of my shoulders. “I’ve said it to you before, and I still mean it. But I’ve never heard it from you.

It would probably break my heart to hear that people didn't like me. I don't look on the Internet.

I never felt, 'Oh, I think I look good.' I always tend to be more in the insecure side. And I thought that has always been a way to protect myself. Because I don't trust the good feelings that can come from that.

I don't like feeling vulnerable. I think my mum and dad's divorce affected me more than I let on.

I've always had a problem saying what I feel for fear of having someone dislike me.