Quotes About Acceptance

What's past is past," Gronevelt said. "Never go back. Not for excuses. Not for justification, not for happiness. You are what you are, the world is what it is."  

Everything went right for him until that final year. Then why didn't he recover? Change or die he once said. That was what life was all about. And he simply couldn't change.

And yet, my dear Estela, in the end one accepts the will of God, resigns oneself, and discovers that, even with all its calvaries, life is full of beautiful things.

Ser agnóstico facilita hacerse a la idea de morir: la perspectiva de la nada es grata, sobre todo en momentos de contrariedad o desánimo.

No les guardo rencor, estoy acostumbrado a la incomprensión de la gente. ¡Hasta siempre, señores!

Als je in Parijs wilt blijven, mijn huis is jouw huis,' zei ik heel serieus. 'En als je nog een keer wilt trouwen, dan trouwen we. Mij maakt het geen bal uit of je nu bigamiste of trigamiste bent.

Van a morir muchos pero no hay que llorar, la muerte es dicha para el buen creyente.

No, life had ceased to be logical, and therefore nothing was absurd. It was life: one had to accept it as it was or kill oneself.

Nunca digas que amas a alguien si nunca has visto su ira, sus malos hábitos, sus creencias absurdas y sus contradicciones. Todos pueden amar una puesta de sol y la alegría, solo algunos son capaces de amar el caos y la decadencia.

Usted ha de acostumbrarse a la vida y ha de aprender a reír. (Prólogo de El lobo estepario).

Le donne sono formidabili, - disse Carlitos. - Sgualdrine, comuniste, borghesi, cholas, tutte hanno qualcosa che noi non abbiamo. Non sarebbe meglio essere finocchi, Zavalita? Mettersi con qualcosa che conosci, e non con quegli strani animali.

The Other side of the Story)The best anyone can do is breathe in, breathe out and wait for it to pass.

No one is ever quite ready; everyone is always caught off guard. Parenthood chooses you. And you open your eyes, look at what you've got, say Oh, my gosh, and recognize that of all the balls there ever were, this is the one you should not drop. It's not a question of choice.

Even if someone wasn't perfect or even especially good, you couldn't dismiss the love they felt. Love was always love; it had a rightness all its own, even if the person feeling the love was full of wrongness.

I don't think love is blind, true love is probably the most clear-eyed state of being there is.' 'Maybe you're right. Maybe with true love, you see and you love anyway…

What do you do when you're in love with the last man in the world you can have? You plan a life, a real life, without him.

To understand that you have blown it, that you can never fix it is one of the worst feelings ever.

Life was a freight train barreling toward just one stop, our loved ones streaking past our windows in blurs of color and light. There was no holding on to any of it, and no slowing it down.

When you grow up--and from the look of things, you have awhile--but you learn things never go back to normal simply because everyone's sorry. Sorry is ridiculous.

Well, it doesn't look good. Makes me look like one of those unloved latchkey children they make after-school specials about. Don't sell yourself short. You're more Masterpiece Theatre.

The bad things that happen to you don't have to mean anything at all.

The dark side of life has a way of finding us all anyway, so stop chasing it.

I hate how the people who really get you are the ones you can never hold onto for very long, and the ones who don't understand you at all stick around.

You're mistaking love for perfection, I said. Real love when it's there? It's just there . It's a metal folding chair.