Quotes About Acceptance

Pain is the price you pay for resisting life.

All the things that might have been. Everything changing before you were ready, like pages of a favourite book ripped out to reveal a different story and new characters you were supposed to relate to instantly, the old ones suddenly gone for ever.

But love is this really powerful thing that everyone's got if they'd just learn how to accept it. I mean, come on. If it's something we all have to give, and if it's something we all want, doesn't that mean there's exactly enough to go around?

I'm not sure what good talking about stuff with a stranger week after week does for anyone. I guess therapy might be okay for people who don't really know why they're sad or angry or whatever. I'm a simple case. You're gone and I will never be the same. Never. I can talk, I can "share" until there's nothing secret left but you'll still be dead and I'll still be sad.

Ti sentì meglio?" Meglio? Quello che volevo chiederle, quello che le avrei chiesto se avessi pensato che lei potesse darmi una risposta utile era "Perché la perdita di qualcuno che ami non dovrebbe distruggerti?

Credo che il motivo per cui gli adulti pensavo che una terapia regolare funzioni è perché, mentre la fanno, il tempo passa. Non stanno meglio perché ne parlano. Stanno meglio perché il tempo trascorre e loro imparano a vivere le loro vite perché devono farlo. Dobbiamo farlo

The closer he drew toward Satan, the more estranged he became from society, as well as his parents. Richard began to conceive of Satan as a friend, an ally he could be himself with, share his inner thoughts with, and not be judged by.

Inferiority is what you enjoy in your best friends.

He accepted without question the notion that there is such a thing as 'normal,' that most people have attained it, and that it could be achieved by his patients if only they would have a successful therapy.

Our life, like the harmony of the world, is composed of contrast, also of varying tones, sweet and harsh, sharp and flat, soft and loud. If a musician liked one sort only, what effect would he make? He must be able to employ them together and blend them. And we too must accept the good and bad that coexist in our life. Our existence is impossible without this mixture, and one side is no less necessary to us than the other. – Michel de Montaigne, sixteenth-century French writer

It's not that the worm forgives the plough; it gives it no mind. (Pain occurs, in passing.) (lines 37-39 in the poem 'Fantasia on a Theme from IKEA')

You must, although you know you won't like what you'll see.

This is how foreign grace was to her, that when she heard it she mistook it for heresy. There are some people, I am sorry to say, who wouldn't recognize grace if it stood at their door wearing a name tag.

I believe God loves everyone.

We don't need to be beautiful for Christ to take us in. He is equally at home when we're broken-down and dirty.

Previously, gay life had seemed a merry series of cabinet reshuffles and rearrangements, in which everyone was single for a time, then paired off for a time. If you stood still with a welcoming smile on your face, sooner or later somebody would come over and sit on it.

When you think of the Gay Plague, it's really for the best these days that we put on a cheerful face and get on with what queens do best.

Gay men needed lightbulbs too.

You need to start making an effort," Richard said. "There's a thing called the gay scene nowadays. It happens in large cities – London, Manchester, er, wherever.

Hirschfeld did not regard homosexuality as immoral, and much of his work sought to establish the humanity of those with desires other than the norm. In doing so, he uncovered some sad stories of suffering.

something is fated to occur, then no matter how hard one tries to change this, what good will it do?' Above they use this doctrine to persuade the kings, dukes, and great officials and below they deploy it to interfere with work of the people.

Actually, the situation was intolerable. But then it was surprising how much intolerableness a man could tolerate.

I missed the sad things about growing old, when women no longer look at you, when wine makes you weep instead of laugh and makes your mouth sour with the taste of weakness, and every day is one day nearer death.

Invincible ignorance always upset him, even though he knew he should just laugh at it.