Quotes About Acceptance

If we knew what comes next, we never would have worried.

If you're always battling against getting older, you're always going to be unhappy, because it will happen anyhow.

Every loss leaves a hole in your heart.

She wasn't easy on me, don't get me wrong. She smacked me. She scolded me. She punished me. But she loved me. She really did. She loved me falling off a swing set. She loved me stepping on her floors with muddy shoes. She loved me through vomit and snot and bloody knees. She loved me coming and going, at my worst and at my best. She had a bottomless well of love for me.

Don't get too attached to anything.

None of us can undo what we've done, or relive a life already recorded. But, ... there is no such thing as too late in life.

It is never too late or too soon, the old man had said. It is when it is supposed to be.

When you are an outcast, even a tossed stone can be cherished.

Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all.

We cannot stop what Heaven chooses.

But just because you have silenced a memory does not mean you are free of it.

And I suppose tapes are a desperate attempt to steal something from Death's suitcase.

Everyone knows they're going to die, but nobody believes it.... So we kid ourselves about death.... But there's a better approach. To know you're going to dies, and to be prepared for it at any time....Do what the Buddhists do...ask, Is today the day? Am I ready? Am I doing all I need to do? Am I being the person I want to be?

Same for loneliness: you let go, let the tears flow, feel it completely--but eventually be able to say, All right, that was my moment of loneliness. I'm not afraid of feeling lonely, but now I'm going to put loneliness aside and know that there are other emotions in the world, and I'm going to experience them all.

Accept the past as past, without denying it or discarding it.

Love is not revenge. It can't be thrown like a rock. And you can't create it to fix your problems. Forcing love is like picking a flower then insisting that it grow.

Ain't you supposed to have peace when you die?' You have peace,' the old woman said, 'when you make it with yourself.

Perdonare Forgive Yourself)

Don't be sorry. You're alive.

He mentioned a dear friend Morrie had, Maurie Stein, who had first sent Morrie's aphorisms to the Boston Globe. They had been together at Brandeis since the early sixties. Now Stein was going deaf. Koppel imagined the two men together one day, one unable to speak, the other unable to hear. What would that be like? We will hold hands, Morrie said. And there'll be a lot of love passing between us. Ted, we've had thirty-five years of friendship. You don't need speech or hearing to feel that.

You can't get stuck on the regrets of what should have happened

How do you let go of anger? How do you release a fury you've been standing on for so long, you would stumble were it yanked away?

I don't want to leave the world in a state of fright. I want to know what's happening, accept it, get to a peaceful place, and let go

I was so ashamed. It made me hard on you, when I was trying to be hard on me. We are blinded by our regrets, Annie. We don't realize who else we punish while we're punishing ourselves.