Quotes About Acceptance

The trouble with me, he thought unhappily, is that I have been about the world long enough to know that God's plans for us, however infallibly good, may not take the form we expect and demand.

Why was I standing on the street when the window feel out of the building? Why did the bus run over me? Because it was my turn in the barrel, that's why.

There is a certain point—she has known this since her father-in-law's long battle with heart disease—when a person begins to die in earnest. There is a hollowness about them. They begin to retreat. She has seen this, and she knows.

He's not the same as you; he never was. I don't know why it's been so hard for you to see that. He lives in a different world than you do." Sadly he shook his head. "We're all living in a different world any more. I liked the old one better.

No se la iba a acabar, pero tendría que entender que así es la vida, que unas veces se pierde y otras se deja de ganar.

It was a stupid thing to hold onto, but when one doesn't have much to celebrate in the way of physical attributes, ankles matter.

Gabriel actually laughed. "Luckily for Philippa, she's beautiful enought that another man will come along who has the balls to accept what she's offering.

I decided that since my curves aren't going to disappear due to gorging on lettuce, I might as well flaunt them. If men like the bovine appeal, as you said, they're certainly going to get it.

For a moment, she remembered the pain of being called ugly, and then it melted away like soap washing down a drain. She had told herself a hundred times that she could be humiliated only if she allowed it: now she needed to believe it.

They were looking for lovable women. Stella would be the first to admit that she failed on that front. She was too awkward, too outspoken, too argumentative. Too peculiar.

She'd spent her entire life playing second fiddle to perfection. She'd spent her life never being loved for being herself. She'd be damned if she accepted a lifetime of the same.

She double knotted the cord of her dressing gown. "I want to marry someone who will defend me from criticism. Who won't be ashamed of me.

I do not diminish his love for me,' Imogen said. 'I would never do that. I know precisely how much he loved me: as much as he was capable of loving any woman, probably. He loved me somewhat...after his stables, perhaps more than his mother.' 'Oh, Imogen,' Annabel said. 'Why dwell on such a-' 'Grief is like that!' Imogen snapped. 'You can only fool yourself so far.

I used to cry so much as a girl," Yasmin told him, managing a wry smile. "But these days I simply walk through it." "As do I," her grandfather said. "As do I. That might be the definition of maturity, dear.

Until, one day, she'd just . . . stopped. Not because the pain of losing him and the dream she'd carried for them had died, but because she'd learned that it was all right to live with pain and to use it. And in that, she'd found peace.

I wouldn't have been their choice, their first choice," Stella said. The words hung in the air between them. She hadn't been his first choice, either, and they both knew it.

His eyes gleamed hungry, even desperate. "I want you," he murmured. "Exactly as you are, every curve, every freckle—everything.

you're delicious and the right man will adore every curve.

I do not let myself entertain regrets nor think about mistakes. My father always said, and he was right, that regret is a useless practice. But I find that in my thirties, regrets chase me down the street sometimes. It's not so easy to shrug them away.

One doesn't just chuck away the story of one's life, however much one wishes it had read differently.

Why, you'll be 'changed, m'dear. We'll just swap you for a human child who'll make a good servant to the Band. Half Humans never work out 'mongst the Folk. No, never do." "But--I'm half Folk too... What if I never work out 'mongst the humans?" "Aye, you're neither one thing nor yet quite t'other. Pity, but there 'tis.

Senti. Non mi va di vedere Procida mentre s'allontana, e si confonde, diventa come una cosa grigia...Preferisco fingere che non sia esistita. Perciò, fino al momento che non se ne vede più niente, sarà meglio ch'io non guardi là.

You can't have that wish, my Little Bear,' said Mother Bear.

In this way they bear up under the unfruitfulness of their own country. Since accepting Christianity, however… they have already learnt… to be content with, their poverty…