Quotes About Acceptance

We are not damned. We never were. Who under the sun has the right to damn any living breathing creature?

It was over now, and the meaningless world was tolerable and need not be explained. And never would it be, and how foolish I had ever been to think so.

Pamper the mad man.

Even if a ghost is ripping a house to pieces, throwing tin pans all over, pouring water on pillows, making clocks chime at all hours, mortals will accept almost any natural explanation offered, no matter how absurd, rather than the obvious supernatural one, for what is going on.

I don't like myself, you know. I love myself, of course, I'm committed to myself till my dying day. But I don't like myself.

I read her thoughts and I found the poetry inside of her, beneath the misfortune of warts and pockmarked skin, of hunched shoulders and deformed limbs. I loved her. Indeed she became, whole and entire, quite beautiful to me—. And she came to love me with her whole heart.

I was just walking around saying "We're all gonna die!" I never got over it. I went to class, I did what I had to do, but I was a gibbering idiot. It never went away. I never again felt the same way about life and death.

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts.

I'd loved the satin lining of the box. I'd loved the shape, and the twilight act of rising from the dead. But no more Ã¢â'¬Â¦ 

how do you go on breathing and moving and doing things when you know there is no explanation?

There are ways to live this life, and my way has always been one of inclusion—of our own kind, of all humankind, of all spirits, of all things under the sun. It's not a virtue with me. I don't know any other way to move through the world.

you think anything is possible. But that isn't so. The world closes tight around this miracle soon enough; and you don't hope for other miracles.

There would be no twilight, I realized that. Ah, very sad indeed. But as a vampire I often beheld the twilight. So why should I complain?

Divesting oneself so totally of the customary feelings of alienation and distrust that the subsequent acceptance was intellectually orgasmic.

I adore my Queen and I am here with you. I love you both. I yield to that entirely as well as everything else and even the knowledge I may be punished. And when I am punished, I shall dread it, and suffer it and understand it and accept it. when you accept you will flower in the pain, you will flower in your suffering

He had not perished. That might be his only significant accomplishment. He had survived. Yes, he'd been defeated, more than once. But fortune had refused to release him. And he was here now, whole, and quietly accepting of the fact though he honestly did not know why.

Grief, she thought. It's a strange and a misunderstood emotion.

Davis was a beautiful black vampire, and Killer had loved him.

There are times when one simply cannot say no.

The prince is never going to come, everybody knows that; and maybe Sleeping Beauty's dead.

Some things one doesn't want to remember.

Worry stops your ears to the real music. Worry doesn't let you fold your arms around the bones of those you love.

Flavius has never put a single question to us as to what we were. In his mind, I found, devotion and acceptance far superseded curiosity or fear.

Enjoy your life, fill your belly with wine and food, and accept death. The Gods kept immortality for themselves, death is the lot of man.