Quotes About Acceptance

Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.

I'm going to be meeting with people today who talk too much – people who are selfish, egotistical, ungrateful. But I won't be surprised or disturbed, for I can't imagine a world without such people.

You are not compelled to form any opinion about this matter before you, nor to disturb your peace of mind at all. Things in themselves have no power to extort a verdict from you.

Para que guarde la muerte en actitud placida, no viendo en ella otra cosa que la disolución de los elementos de que consta todo ser viviente. Si no hay nada temible para los mismos elementos en esta transformación incesante de uno en otro ¿por que temer a la transformación y disolución de todas las cosas? Esto es conforme a la naturaleza y nada es malo en cuanto a ella se acomoda

Nothing happens to anybody which he is not fitted by nature to bear.

You don't have to turn this into something. It doesn't have to upset you.

It is in our power to have no opinion about a thing, and not to be disturbed in our soul, for things themselves have no natural power to form our judgments.

Uno se deleita en una cosa, el otro en otra. Pero yo me deleito en conservar sano mi principio rector, sin experimentar aversión por hombre alguno, ni por cosa alguna que acontezca a los hombres, antes bien mirándolo todo con buenos ojos, aceptando y usando de cada cosa según su merito.

Harbour no such opinions as he holds who does thee violence, or as he would have thee hold. See things in all their naked reality.

Moja loša sre?a kriva je što me to snašlo.-Ne, radije reci: Moja je sre?a, što, iako me to snašlo, mogu sve to otrpjeti bez patnje, da me sadašnjica ne zdrobi, i da ne strepim pred budu?noš?u.

Humanity's universal sin is far, far worse than those traditional vice lists cited for Greeks and Jews by Paul in Romans 1–3. It is this: we have accepted violence as civilization's drug of choice, and our addiction now threatens creation itself.

The bottom line is it is going to get us all; we're all going to die"—then your response is likely to be one of self-protection in various ways. You will try to find security against the devouring power that will consume us all.

Hours and days and months and years go by; the past returns no more, and what is to be we cannot know; but whatever the time gives us in which we live, we should therefore be content.

Zoals de dwaasheid nooit tevreden is, zelfs niet als haar wensen worden vervuld, zo is de wijsheid steeds tevreden met wat voorhanden is, en heeft nooit onvrede met zichzelf.

I can move on now, because here, at this moment, no matter how fragile it might be, I can feel okayness growing inside me. The funny thing is that okayness is not a real word. It's not in the dictionary. But it's in me.

The ones who rise up and say, 'I know who you are and I am ready. Not that I want to go, of course, but I will come.' Those souls are always light because more of them have been put out. More of them have already found their way to other places.

But people will do anything rather than admit that their lives have no meaning. No use, that is. No plot.

And she finds it difficult to believe—that a person would love her even when she isn't trying. Trying to figure out what other people need, trying to be worthy.

Truly amazing, what people can get used to, as long as there are a few compensations.

I want everything back, the way it was. But there is no point to it, this wanting.

What is it the I'll want from you? Not love: that would be too much to ask. Not forgiveness, which isn't yours to bestow. Only a listener, perhaps; only someone who will see me. Don't prettify me though, whatever else you do: I have no wish to be a decorated skull. But I leave myself in your hands. What choice do I have? By the time you read this last page, that- if anywhere- is the only place I will be.

Vanity is becoming a nuisance, I can see why women give it up, eventually. But I'm not ready for that yet.

I avoid looking down at my body, not so much because it's shameful or immodest but because I don't want to see it. I don't want to look at something that determines me so completely.

No mother is ever, completely, a child's idea of what a mother should be, and I suppose it works the other way around as well. But despite everything, we didn't do too badly by one another, we did as well as most.