There will always be someone willing to hurt you, put you down, gossip about you, belittle your accomplishments and judge your soul. It is a fact that we all must face. However, if you realize that God is a best friend that stands beside you when others cast stones you will never be afraid, never feel worthless and never feel alone.

— Shannon L. Alder

Time doesn't heal all wounds, only distance can lessen the sting of them.

— Shannon L. Alder

Understand that I am even ignored by the opposite sex on the internet.

— Vann Chow

Very high altitude astronomy only works by ignoring established biological science

— Steven Magee

We have forfeited our calling for the simple reason that we’ve ignored the God who says that the ‘possible’ is never bound by the ‘probable,’ and instead we’ve dutifully heeded the god of fear that incessantly says the ‘possible’ is anything but ‘probable.

— Craig D. Lounsbrough

We must all work in harmony with each other to stand up for what is right, to speak up for what is fair, and to always voice any corrections so that the ignorant become informed and justice is never ignored. Every time a person allows an act of ignorance to happen, they delay our progress for true change. Every person, molecule and thing matters. We become responsible for the actions of others the instant we become conscious of what they are doing wrong and fail to remind them of what is right.

— Suzy Kassem

When someone you loved finds no flattery in the gift you gave them then you must ask yourself, "What was worth loving?

— Shannon L. Alder

While it is better to be loved than hated, it is also far better to be hated than ignored.

— Viet Thanh Nguyen

Yellow,' said Bernard finally, breaking the silence.' Gesundheit?' I asked.' It's a name for one of the colors that's invisible to us. Yellow," said Bernard. "There could also be glow and novel and Replit."' Yes.' I nodded, stunned the kid could actually string together so many words at once. 'And, uh, don't forget the beautiful Glynn, the luminous dull off, or the subtle win ooze.' Bernard's face lit up. He stood and started pacing the room, speaking quickly. 'Or salty, and insomnia, and carefree, and talkative, and lonely, and burnt, and punctual.'' Some of my favorite colors,' I agreed, nodding. 'We could paint this room whisper. Or zigzag. Or maybe a nice shade of ignored and invisible.

— Michelle Cuevas

You’re ignoring me so loud that it’s deafening. This silence is so deep that it’s echoing.

— Anna Jae