Quotes About Self-acceptance

I've got little ankles and a bit of a belly, so it makes me look rather an egg on legs.

I want little black girls, little black boys to know that they can be themselves because they do belong for who that they are.

My choices and my decisions belong to me. I even accept my errors.

I'm done with trying to be perfect. A perfect body belongs to somebody else - and it's not me.

from our point of view, as long as you are breathing, there is more right with you than wrong with you, no matter what is wrong.

as long as you are breathing there is more right with you than wrong with you, no matter what is wrong.

Maybe, I think, I don't have to be great at this; maybe I just have to be good enough.

How could I have thought that I needed to cure myself in order to fit into the 'real' world? I didn't need curing, and the world didn't, either; the only thing that did need curing was my understanding of my place in it. Without that understanding - without a sense of belonging to the real world - it was impossible to thrive in an imagined one.

A person accustoms himself to what he is, after all, and if he's lucky he learns to hold in somewhat lower esteem all other ways of being, so as not to spend life envying them.

Apparently Brooklyn needn't always push itself to be something else, something conscious and anxious, something pointed toward Manhattan.... Brooklyn might sometimes also be pleased, as here on Flatbush, to be its grubby, enduring self.

Our strengths are not our own until they are freed of the burden of having to heal the past.

Even if I don't like what I am, I know what I am. My children like what they are, but they don't know what they are. So tell me which is worse.

I'm not better than anyone, and I'm not trying to convince people to live by my standards of what's right. I'm trying to convince them to live by their own.

She loved herself in love, she loved loving love, as love loves loving, and was able, in that way, to reconcile herself with a world that fell so short of what she would have hoped for. It was not the world that was the great and saving lie, but her willingness to make it beautiful and fair, to live a once-removed life, in a world once-removed from the one in which everyone else seemed to exist.

Estoy hablando de no vivir temblando ante la fantasía de ser rechazado por aquellos con los cuales no acuerdo. Estoy hablando, finalmente, del coraje de ser quien soy.

cuando nos amamos, aceptamos y valoramos sin juzgar nuestras carencias, nuestra imperfección y nuestra vulnerabilidad, no perdemos tiempo en pelearnos por cambiar. Es entonces cuando el amor y la compasión crecen en nosotros y, para nuestra sorpresa, el cambio se produce

Nu ascunde totul de teama de a obosi sau plictisi. Caut?-le pe acele persoane în faÈ›a c?rora te poÈ›i exprima aÈ™a cum eÈ™ti. Nimic nu este mai nepotrivit È™i mai d?un?tor decât s?-È›i suspenzi emoÈ›ia din cauza condiÈ›ion?rii stupide a presupusei tale atitudini protectoare fa?? de aproape.

Las personas somos un paquete completo y amar es poder aceptar al otro como un solo paquete, quererlo como es, sin intentar cambiarlo. En fin, todo un desafío... que empieza por uno mismo. Aceptarte empieza por aceptarme.

Loneliness does not worry me; life is difficult enough, putting up with yourself and with your own habits.

se odió; odió su identidad, sus necesidades corporales, su humillación.

Por indecisión o por negligencia o por otras razones, no me casé, y ahora estoy solo. No me duele la soledad; bastante esfuerzo es tolerarse a uno mismo y a sus manías. Noto que estoy envejeciendo; un síntoma inequívoco es el hecho de que no me interesan o sorprenden las novedades, acaso porque advierto que nada esencialmente nuevo hay en ellas y que no pasan de ser tímidas variaciones

What's that she's fiddling with when she ought to be listening? I do believe it's a pair of tweezers. She's plucking the hairs off her arms. Off her arms, of all places. Not even legs or face, which is bad enough, but arms. Holy shit, what pathetic geisha behaviour - pain in order to please the male; has no one ever told her she has the right to be hairy if that's the way she's made?

I know that people think I'm sexy and I am looked at as that. It is cool with me. It's wonderful to have sexy appeal. If you embrace it, it can be a very beautiful thing.

Maybe it will be something exclusively for me, to remind myself that believing in ridiculous things isn't always so bad.