Quotes About Acceptance

It well becomes a man who is no longer young to forget that he ever was.

He held her face in his hands and his gaze warmed her sadness. "I don't care how you got here. I'm just happy you were born." He rubbed noses with hers. "Real happy.

Embracing and being thankful for the family and friends I do have instead of yearning for the family I cannot know or have has helped erase the hollowness I felt when I first found out. When I consider my good health, sense of humor, adventurous side, creative gifts and even my quirky phobias, I am grateful that the two people responsible for creating me existed." (Maddie Saunders, the heroine)

If the past can't be changed, and the future's already written; what's the point in living?

I'm flatchested, I'm short, I'm brunette, I have droopy eyes, and so people have a hard time casting me as a 'beauty.'

Old butterflies should have the sense to die while the summer sun is shining

Whenever I'm in the company of strangers and speak in a way that reveals my Slav accent, the question follows: "Where are you from?" I always reply politely. It's very important to me that I say exactly where I'm from, and explain where that place is in case the person I'm talking to has never hears of my country ("in Europe, near Italy"). I suppose that's the need in me to feel accepted for what I am.

Mortality is a cause for humility, she said to me. None of us knows when he might be taken, as your blessed father was taken. Death, like birth, comes to us all, regardless of rank or station in life.

Do the best you can . . . enjoy the present . . . rest satisfied with what you have.

Light griefs are plaintive , but great ones are dumb

Happy is the man who can endure the highest and lowest fortune. He who has endured such vicissitudes with equanimity has deprived misfortune of its power.

Time heals what reason cannot.

He will live ill who does not know how to die well.

Let tears flow of their own accord: their flowing is not inconsistent with inward peace and harmony.

Not to feel one's misfortunes is not human, not to bear them in not manly.

This is the reason we cannot complain of life; it keeps no one against his wll.

It is our lot to lose our loves and feel our hearts break in the wake of that loss.

She seemed to love beautiful, delicate things, and I wondered if she had lived, would she have loved me, too, ugly as I was?

I think it was because no one loved her." "Why?" asked the child. "Because she didn't love herself. She feared rejection because she was so unlike anyone she'd ever known. She was so full of fear that she sequestered herself away.

My ghosts weren't ghosts anymore. They were people and they loved me. Anita was right. They were my family.

She felt thankful her father always gave her the freedom to express herself how she wished and live her life the way she thought was right. He allowed her to be herself,

I love who I am, and I encourage other people to love and embrace who they are. But it definitely wasn't easy, it took me awhile.

Quand on n'a pas ce que l'on aime, faut aimer ce que l'on a.

we are animals—unusual animals, but animals nevertheless. Not only that, but we are pack or tribal animals, like the other apes. For a tribal animal one of the worst pains is banishment, or separation from the tribe. And one of the greatest pleasures is acceptance by the tribe.