Quotes About Acceptance

I'll fix you up. Let me take it a lot shorter, give you a chance to catch up over here. I promise, it won't be awful. You'd look good with shorter hair." "Yeah, that's what the Marine Corps thought. They thought I was cute as a button as a jarhead. Anything you do is fine. I appreciate it." "You

Full and aching and tingling and spiraling, hanging on for dear life, letting go of every other thought and focused only on one thing—let it go, let it go, let it go.

There comes a time in every life when the curtain is coming down, and when that time is present and there's no way to turn back the clock, the best answer is dignity and peace.

The secret is learning to accept people as they are, not as you wish them to be.

It was strange to Mike that he'd first become attracted to a feisty, tough character and now, even though most of the time she was soft-spoken and had trouble maintaining eye contact, his feelings toward her hadn't changed all that much. He would welcome the old Brie back if she could fully recover—but he realized that even if she remained this vulnerable, he was feeling something strong. Something he wasn't going to be able to let go of easily. "Where

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves. —VICTOR HUGO

It's time for you to take stock of what you have, not of what you may have lost.

He looked a little crazy, till you got used to him. He could act as if he had needs barely above the animal kingdom, taking roughing it to the next level. When he was in his working clothes, he looked as if he barely subsisted. He could growl and snarl like a lunatic. But he had intelligent diction, good table manners, and while he might not be terribly social and on the quiet side, he had no trouble being around people. He was perfectly cordial.

If he was going to be a father he would be an involved father. He was more than committed to taking on little Matt and he hoped…no, he prayed, Vanni could accept his child as part of the package. But he had no idea how to go about telling her. Vanni scared him to death. She had a helluva temper. It

Marcie, I won't let you do this!" Erin insisted. "It's primitive! He's primitive! He looks like a total nutcase. A wild man." "He's actually very docile. Kind." "There

That wild-man look," Jack told Erin. "Not unusual around here. Lotta farmers, loggers and ranchers don't shave in winter. And they don't usually wear Sunday best to chop wood or feed sheep. Ian Buchanan fits right in, and seems like a civil man. I wouldn't worry." Marcie

I want to say goodbye to you, leave you on your back porch and go. Even though we both know this is how it should be, I don't expect either one of us is going to like it too much. Especially the morning we say goodbye.

I'm being too pushy, aren't I?" Ellie shook her head. "I don't deserve you," she said in a whisper. "I think you're the best friend I've ever had. At least since my gramma…" Jo shrugged. "Honey, you're my only shot at something that resembles a daughter and grandchildren. And I intend to nurture the opportunity. I'm just saying—this is your home for as long as you want it." *

You don't cry over something like that and the tears turn into snakes that eat you from the inside out. The crying part—it's required.

Leslie, it doesn't matter how other people feel about your spouse! Don't you see? You chose him, you had to live with him, he was your package to adore or be fed up with! Once you made your choice, I didn't have a right to an opinion.

In our family, we don't hide crazy...we put it on the porch and give it a cocktail.

And so back up the ravines to the comfortable places (the sane ones?) where we don't have to think too much. Where life is, after all, just 'getting by' and where we survive, half asleep.

I had rediscovered people in my past and come to terms with my feelings towards them. I had learnt what love was. That love wanted the best possible for those you cared for even if that excluded yourself. That before, I had wanted to possess people without loving them, and now I could love them and wish them the best without needing them.

wabi-sabi is the Japanese art of finding beauty in imperfection and profundity in nature, of accepting the natural cycle of growth, decay and death.

And the thing about trying to cheat death is that, in the end, you still lose.

Because the thing about miracles is that they're not answers, no matter how much we want them to be.

I can't say I forgive her for refusing to indulge the perhapsness of what we might have been, but I understand why she chose to do it, and she never asked for my forgiveness.

pain can't be taken away. It has to leave on its own. And I wasn't sure mine was the type of pain that wanted to go away.

I'm so sorry. I always felt like there was something off about me, and now I know. I'm broken." It wrecked me all over again to hear her say that. "You're not broken." "Then how come I can't be fixed?" she asked, shaking as she held back tears. "If I'm not broken, how come no one can fix me?