Quotes About Acceptance

I had been ready to reproach her for the indignities she had caused me to suffer in the past, but suddenly I was moved by this figure of an old woman I no longer recognized, and all I could do was stare vacantly down at her.

I don't understand the hatred and fear of gays and bisexuals and lesbians… it's a concept I honestly cannot grasp. To me, it's not who you love… a man, a woman, what have you… it's the fact that you love. That is all that truly matters.

It turned out that time doesn't heal the wound , but in its so merciful way , blunts the edges ever so slightly

Only a fellow white Protestant did not require such

There were things that Pumpkin Head—now not Pumpkin Head anymore—had to do to be a girl. He had to be careful how he dressed, and how he acted. He had to be careful how he talked, and he always had to be calm. He was very frightened of what would happen if he didn't stay calm. For his face was really just a wonderful plastic one. The real Pumpkin Head was still inside, locked in, waiting to come out.

You make the best decisions you can make in the time you have to make them, and you move on.

short, I could do the work, but no one liked me.

Human efforts are ineffective" (N'atthi purisakare) was the slogan of the Âjîvikä(s).

Yahweh accepts that man has a history, but he strives to neutralize it by giving it a purpose, which is precisely the return to the pre-historical state of paradisiacal "innocence." (Yahweh only accepts history in order to assign it an end.)

Intimacy is the capacity to be rather weird with someone - and finding that that's ok with them.

Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test.

Never Have Your Dog Stuffed is really advice to myself, a reminder to myself not to avoid change or uncertainty, but to go with it, to surf into change.

life itself was an improvisation in which I was going to have to deal with what came to me and not think about what should have come.

Never Have Your Dog Stuffed' is really advice to myself, a reminder to myself not to avoid change or uncertainty, but to go with it, to surf into change.

Real listening is a willingness to let the other person change you.

I wish I could jump like that," he thought. "Some can and some can't. That's how it is.

The only thing for old age is a brave face, a good tailor and comfortable shoes.

I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me, but it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much; my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold onto it. And then it flows through me like rain, and I can't feel anything but gratitude—for every single moment of my stupid, little life.

I'm not "happy" but I'm not unhappy about it.

she bid me to look out on the lawn at the leper girls who were running on lame feet, playing croquet with crippled hands. "There is beauty," she said, "in the least beautiful of things.

You make all these decisions in your life, and they all seem like the right decisions at the time. You think you're doing the right thing. And it's only later that you realize, no, they were exactly the wrong decisions, and instead of bringing you what you wanted, they only carried you even farther away from your dreams. And somehow you've got to live with that.

and all they could do was sit, sleep, eat, and be reminded day after day, night after night, of their disease and eventual death.

When we are young, we think life will be like a supo: one fabric, one weave, one grand design. But in truth, life turns out to be more like the patchwork cloths-bits and pieces, odds and ends-people, places, things we never expected, never wanted, perhaps.

Waiting does not exist in the experience of those who recognize the presence of love wherever they are.