Misfit Quotes Novels & Stories

‘Those who belittle others are usually so little themselves. Small people belittle others. Great people make others feel they to can become great.’ Quote by Nick Verd. April barely had time to plaster a small smile on her face, still covering her braces, before they entered the hall. To claps and cheers. In her mind, she had very little to be happy about right now. The way Noah had looked at her made her self-conscious of her overweight body. She didn’t want to be here.

No, I wanted to die, and die completely "But let me remind you, you better don't ruin your life, and your future, because of some depressed misfit, or one day...one day you would regret it" I was the misfit his father spoke about, I was the fucking misfit that was good at absolutely nothing, including taking care of my boyfriend....I was the misfit that was such a pathetic loser that now I finally understood why on earth would anyone truly ever want to remind with me, they can like me, but he was right, everyone was, in the end they would run and I would be left alone.

“No matter how Impossible, Unattainable, or Unimaginable something may seem. If it's meant to be, it will be.” *********************** "We had an expiration date. We both knew it but didn't want to acknowledgment it. This wasn't meant to work out. The worst part is...you are perfect! You are everything a girl could ever ask for; smart, kind, funny, sweet, hot, nice to everyone. You are the whole package. I don't....I don't fit with you."

The duchess rambled on and on about how her only martins left her. Alice made her face into a scowl; if her father left them then it has nothing to do with them. He must have his reasons for that so there is no way she would stay and someone will blame her for that. “But we have spoken about this countless time, him leaving has nothing to do with me. And I am mature enough to know what is good for me granny.” Alice regretted when she let the word granny out of her mouth.

He ended his beautiful speech smiling tearfully. "Merry Christmas Dad." "Merry Christmas grandad." ********* Is okay to make a mistake, but us not okay when you don't learn from it✍️

'Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do. People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything t

Verity was immediately struck by this word. The sensation that has been evoked within her by the denizens of this metropolis. The illusion of soaring amidst the clouds swiftly dissipated like a fragile bubble, leaving in its wake the heavy burden of her unwavering determination. Verity let out a bitter chuckle. She had failed to recall that she was unwelcome, regardless of where she was going. She was a misfit, a square peg in a round hole, never quite finding her place in the world. Verity ambled outside, her heart burdened as she left the ball.

Candice smiled, but there was a genuine warmth to it this time. The second young miss sure knows how to talk. No one dislikes hearing compliments. "Second young miss, you’re beautiful and sweet-tongued. I like you too, but relationships aren’t built solely on mutual liking. Sometimes, it just doesn’t work out, and if it doesn’t, I don’t want to force it. I won’t let myself suffer, nor will I make others unhappy." Her words were soft and sincere, but also… quite pessimistic.

How could I ever make things right? "How can I fix my mistakes?" I asked, my voice trembling. Allison scoffed, her eyes hardening. "Are my words a joke to you?" she said, her tone sharp and unforgiving. "I just want to fix what I broke," I said earnestly. She stood up, her gaze unwavering. "Fix your mistakes? Not all mistakes can be fixed, Scott." "You haven’t even given me a chance to try," I said desperately. "Because it’s pointless! You can’t rebuild a shattered vase, Scott—just like you can’t rebuild what you destroyed yourself."