Quotes About Acceptance

You know how everything seems so normal when you're growing up," she asked plaintively, "and then comes this moment when you realize your whole family is nuts?

I still haven't found the place where I can be my true self. But maybe you never get to be your true self, either.

I'm a hard-of-hearing man in the hearing world and I'm a Deaf man with a little hearing in the Deaf world. I'm not one or the other—I'm both! Because Deaf people come all different ways—just like ice cream.

S? te bucuri de clipa prezent? înseamn? s? accep?i cu bucurie cine e?ti în acel moment.

Old age. I don't know when it really starts, and I'm not interested in finding out. Julia pretty much ignored the whole thing, and that may be the only real lesson there is for the end of our days. Just pretend like it isn't happening, until you have no choice but to accept reality. If you're lucky, like Julia, you'll die peacefully in your sleep after having enjoyed a dinner of onion soup.

Don't waste time trying to change your anger into something that makes you likable; you will only wind up disliking yourself. Write your rage, paint it, film it, dance it, lyricize it, poeticize it. You don't have to be good, just honest.

S? îmbr??i?ezi tr?s?turile definitorii ale regiunii în care te-ai n?scut este o form? de apartenen?? la o familie extins?, dar f?r? obliga?iile uzuale. Este un mod de a apar?ine unui grup, f?r? s? se a?tepte de la tine s? faci vizite de Cr?ciun.

It's often said that girls who grow up to be women at ease with themselves had loving, nurturing relationships with their fathers. To be appreciated and accepted by the first man in our lives gives us confidence to march that self out into the world, to feel that we will not be shunned for being both a woman and a complex human being.

I want what you're throwing away. I want someone in my life who loves me-warts and all. I want someone to smile at me first thing in the morning. I want someone to give a damn whether I come home in the evening.

You don't have to wait for happiness, because there's no time but now to be happy. You don't have to go somewhere else, because there's no place but here to find it. You don't have to do something else, because there's nothing more to it. You don't have to get something else, because everything you already have is enough. You just have to be happy. ...

When we liberate ourselves from the idea of parenting success, we liberate our children from failure, all without accomplishing a single thing.

When you go into labor you see that you are not the captain of the ship. You are the ship. There is no captain. There are only the waves.

What if you suddenly saw through all your fear and ignorance, your restless craziness, and realized that you already possess what you are looking for because you already are everything you are looking for?

Freedom is instantaneous the moment we accept things as they are.

Practice acceptance on yourself so you can be kinder with your child. Practice nonjudgmental awareness of your life so you can save your loved ones from the cruelty of your own impossible standards and your hard-hearted disappointment. Practice greater faith and lesser blame. Take this blink of time when you are still stumbling at the gate, still awkward at the tasks, to turn down the sound and tumble freely in a state of grace. Life

You have to step through the gate, the false barrier of your critical mind, to see all the ways we habitually reject the very place our lives have landed us. And then, we have to stop plotting an escape. That's what practice is for: staying put.

You can't fill a hole that doesn't exist.

It's not so bad to find yourself free of the effort to overcome your life. It's not so bad.

Nothing is solid. Everything disappears. In a million, billion ways the world will fail you. How can you bear it?

Can you give yourself totally to the reality of your life and its unknowable outcome?

You hated my rainbows, now you don't like my leather. Is there anything you like on me?

Accept me or kill me MacKayla. But choose. Fucking Choose.

I began to cry. Barrons looked horrified. "Stop that immediately, Ms. Lane." "I can't." I sniffeled into my cup pf cocoa so he couldn't see my face. "Try harder!" I gave a great sniff and shudder, and turned it off. "I have not been her lover for...some time," he offered, watching me carefully. "Oh, get over yourself!

Those who were so long imprisoned in ice and darkness seem to find the sunlight jarring, painful. The longer I walk around with this grief inside me, the more I understand that. It's as if sunshine is a slap in the face that says, Look, the world's all bright and shiny! Too bad you're not.