Quotes About Acceptance

You cannot bring back those who have stepped into the next world, and should you try, they would not be the same beings that had once been, but rather they would become unnatural creatures, created by dark magic and desire.

Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in. —"ANTHEM" BY LEONARD COHEN

Here you are, Shelby tells Buddy. So now you know, she's not coming back. Not if you wait for a hundred years. She's left you and you're all alone, so get used to it.

Her mother warned that being different could cause grief, for men often destroyed what they didn't understand.

To find someone, it was necessary to follow in the way that the angels who follow men's lives on earth are said to do, charting each trespass without judgment, for judgment is never ours to give.

You can't change what's meant to be

And then I realized what love did. It changed your whole world. Even when you didn't want it to.

Some people make their own grief.

love was never a regret.

The imperfect were often angry

That's how we got our dog, Revolver. We thought he was crazy about us, but it turns out that Labrador retrievers adore everyone. Well, maybe that's what love is, a state of mind ready to grace anyone willing to accept it. Anyone who cares.

She thought I was impossible, but she loved me anyway, which is the best sort of love there is.

Only now did I realize what the hermit was telling me, that love was never a regret.

I had swallowed my share of bitterness, but a portion had stuck in my throat and turned to rage.

What if I don't wish to be what I am?" "Then you will face a life of unhappiness

It is foolish to cry over things you cannot change

Mr. Persichetti called his patients God's mistakes. He pressed

Her husband closed the door on her, gently, with both hands, as if he were covering her with a blanket. He crossed in front of the car, his hair on end and the pale scalp at the back of his head exposed. He now looked every bit his age, she thought. As he grew older, it seemed to her that she was not losing sight of his younger self but coming to recognize instead another man altogether, one she was just beginning to find familiar. He

In church she had prayed for contentment. She was thirty, with no husband in sight. A good job, an aging father, a bachelor brother, a few nice friends. At least, she had asked—so humbly, so earnestly, so seriously—let me be content.

The aim of therapy is not to correct the past, but to enable the patient to confront his own history, and to grieve over it.

These people have all developed the art of not experiencing feelings, for a child can experience her feelings only when there is somebody there who accepts her fully, understands her, and supports her. If

In the end I had to realize that I cannot force love to come if it is not there in the first place.

Every patient clings to fantasies in which he sees himself in the active role so as to escape the pain of being defenseless and helpless. To achieve this he will accept guilt feelings, although they bind him to neurosis.

Once we have learned to live with our feelings and not to fight against them, we see in the manifestations of our bodies not a danger but helpful indications about our own personal history.