Quotes About Acceptance

Ne regarde ni en avant ni en arrière, regarde en toi-même, sans peur ni regret. Nul ne descend en soi tant qu'il demeure esclave du passé ou de l'avenir.

Deep inside, each man feels — and believes — himself to be immortal, even if he knows he will perish the next moment. We can understand everything, admit everything, realize everything, except our death, even when we ponder it unremittingly and even when we are resigned to it.

Only one thing matters: learning to be the loser.

Once my body gives me the slip, how, I wonder, with such carrion on my hands, will I combat the capitulation of my organs?

The wise man consents to everything, for he identifies himself with nothing. An opportunist without desires.

in order to dispel any impulse of vengeance once I had endured some affront, I would imagine myself quite still in my grave. And I calmed down at once.

I knew nothingness by heart, and I accepted my knowledge.

In order to conquer panic or some tenacious anxiety, there is nothing like imagining your own burial.

The apprenticeship to passivity—I know nothing more contrary to our habits.

We can endure any truth, however destructive

Bütün hakikatler bize kar??d?r. Ama yaÅŸamaya devam ederiz çünkü onlar? olduklar? gibi kabulleniriz, çünkü onlardan sonuç ç?karmay? reddederiz.

The prayers of a wretch I might accept, but no one else's, not even a saint's.

After the Spanish publication of the 'Précis,' two Andalusian students asked me if it was possible to live without 'fundamentación.' I answered that it was true that I had found no solid basis anywhere and that I had nonetheless managed to endure, for with the years one got used to everything, even vertigo. Then, too, one does not constantly keep watch and interrogate oneself, absolute lucidity being incompatible with breathing.

Sólo somos nosotros mismos por la suma de nuestros fracasos.

He who hates himself is not humble.

Trebuie s? privim spre viitor, chiar dac? viitorul e moartea.

What an idea, to want to be loved! They impose it upon themselves without success. After so many fruitless attempts, would they not be better off yielding to the obvious, admitting at last the substantiation of their disappointments?

How I'd like to be a plant, even If I had to keep vigil over a piece of shit

What shall we tell the blind woman in Rilke's poem who lamented that 'I can no longer live with the sky upon me'? Would it comfort her if we told her we can no longer live with the earth underneath our feet?

What surrounds us we endure better for giving it a name - and moving on.

Oh, and I certainly don't suffer from schizophrenia. I quite enjoy it. And so do I.

We are all wonderful, beautiful wrecks. That's what connects us--that we're all broken, all beautifully imperfect.

Look on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe.

Why, just what the Quaker said to the Duchess of Buckingham, when he found her, two years after her husband's death, in a darkened room, hung with black, 'What, friend, hast thou not forgiven God Almighty yet?