Quotes About Acceptance

I like flaws. I think they make things interesting.

Because this is what happens when you try to run from the past. It just doesn't catch up, it overtakes … blotting out the future.

All I'd ever wanted was to forget. but even when I thought I had, pieces had kept emerging, like bits of wood floating up to the surface that only hint at the shipwreck below.

Some people, they can't just move on, you know, mourn and cry and be done with it. Or at least seem to be. But for me... I don't know. I didn't want to fix it, to forget. It wasn't something that was broken. It's just...something that happened. And like that hole, I'm just finding ways, every day, of working around it. Respecting and remembering and getting on at the same time.

You can't always get the perfect moment. Sometimes, you just have to do the best you can under the circumstances.

What you need, what you deserve, is a guy who adores you for what you are. Who doesn't see you as a project, but a prize. you know?

I've definitely had my fair share at shaking my fists at the gods of Hollywood, but I'm learning that I cannot think that way or I will go crazy.

These other peoples might hate Vienna or think they did, but Vienna could not of its intrinsic being hate them for she was made up of them.

I wish I could protect you from anyone who does not see you as I do.

This is my skin and not just the bag that keeps everything together.

To be comfortable inside one's sadness is not valueless. This too will pass. All things tend towards transience, mutability. It is in such mindful moments, when everything is both held and released, that revelation comes.

Please. Don't switch off my mind by attempting to straighten me out. Listen and understand, and when you feel contempt don't express it, at least not verbally, at least not to me.

Some will call this self-indulgence (They are lucky not to know its truth) Some will know the simple fact of pain This is becoming my normality

I need to become who I already am

Elle parle d'elle à la troisième personne parce que l'idée d'être celle qu'elle est, de s'admettre telle quelle, c'est plus que son orgueil ne peut en supporter

Ce n'est pas votre faute. -JE SAIS. -Mais vous l'autorisez. (Silence) Non ? Le matin apporte la défaite. belle douleur qui dit que j'existe et demain une vie plus équilibrée. -Si je suis en colère c'est parce que je comprends, pas le contraire. Je vous ai toujours bien aimé même quand je vous détestais.

Once you have perceived that life is very cruel, the only response is to live with as much humanity, humour and freedom as you can.

They will love me for that which destroys me.

Embrace beautiful lies - the chronic insanity of the sane

She's talking about herself in the third person because the idea of being who she is, of acknowledging that she is herself, is more than her pride can take.

I have seen the best of you, and the worst of you, and I choose both.

But I have seen the best of you and the worst of you, and I choose both. I want to share every single one of your sunshines and save them for later. I will tuck them into my pockets so I can give them back to you when the rain falls hard. Friend, I want to be the mirror that reminds you to love yourself. I want to be the air in your lungs that reminds you to breath. When the walls come down, when the thunder rumbles, when nobody else is home, hold my hand, and I promise I won't let go.

Forgive yourself for the decisions you have made, the ones you still call mistakes when you tuck them in at night

Oh, Brother. No matter your wreckage. There will be someone to find you beautiful, despite the cruddy metal. Your ruin is not to be hidden behind paint and canvas. Let them see the cracks.