I told the ambulance men the wrong blood type for my ex, so he knows what rejection feels like.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't know if I actually am good at the sight of blood. An accident on the street gets me very, very upset.
These rejections hurt me terribly because I felt it was my life that was being rejected.
I had my share of rejections.
They understood why I left ER. It wasn't just about a guy.
In my early career I was like a goldfish. Rejection didn't affect me; I'd just forget how bad it was and keep going back for more.
I take rejection as someone blowing a bugle in my ear to wake me up and get going, rather than retreat.
Rejection is the one constant of human experience.
I took all of my rejection letters - there must have been thousands of them in a huge box - and I went out on the curb and burned them all, crying.
I don't think my wife likes me very much, when I had a heart attack she wrote for an ambulance.
Obviously, when I had the scare with the blood clots, I mean, that's the kind of thing that you don't want to have happen, obviously, and you worry about what it means for the rest of your career.
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