Somehow I wasn't completely crucified by the critics. I don't know how or why, I probably should've been.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
These critics who crucify me do not guess the littlest part of my sincerity. They must be burned in a blaze. I cannot learn from them.
Somehow I took whatever criticism there was very much to heart.
Maybe I'm just as bad as my critics who hound me.
I was so ordinary, critics couldn't understand it, but looking back, that was the reason for my success. What you see is what you get. People thought, 'I could do that.'
Critics themselves, they used to tear me up.
I don't read the critics.
So I haven't thought about the critics for a long time.
I am forced to say that I have many fiercer critics than myself.
I tried not to listen very much to the critics. I know that whenever you do something, you must have a lot of critics, or it means that you haven't done anything. I never really bothered much and I don't care.
I don't focus on the critics. Everyone who is making any difference in any field has critics. As long as I feel like I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing, then I don't worry about it.
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