Quotes About Acceptance

So I turn the mic toward the fields, and the crowd just goes insane, singing my song, chanting my plea. I leave them at it and I take a little walk around the stage. The rest of the band sees what's going on so they just keep repping the chorus. When I get closer to the side of the stage, I see her there, where she always felts most comfortable, thought for the foreseeable future, she'll be the one out here in the spotlight, and I'll be the one in the wings, and that feels right, too.

I can lose you like that, if I don't lose you today. I'll let you go. If you stay." - Adam Wilde, If I Stay

I shouldn't have to care. I shouldn't have to work this hard. I realize now that dying is easy. Living is hard.

Now I'm leaving Any moment I'll be gone I think you'll notice I think you'll wonder what went wrong I'm not choosing But I'm running out of fight And this was decided so long ago It was last night

But now here I am: No money. No place to stay. It should be my worst nightmare. But I don't care. It's funny the things you think you're scared of until they're upon you, and then you're not.

First you inspect me Then you dissect me Then you reject me I wait for the day That you'll resurrect me

Penso no que a minha mãe me disse: que a pessoa deve sentir-se grata pelo que tem em vez de passar o tempo à procura do que pensa que quer. Aqui sentada no campus que ele frequentou noutros tempos, julgo que percebi finalmente o que ela queria dizer. Julgo que percebi finalmente o que significa desistir enquanto se vai na frente.

When the sun shines, you let it shine on you. Snow is always waiting.

She says this like people are constantly knocking down our door for a nice, dry, warm place to stay, when, in fact, we are the strays.

When exactly had the mirror stopped singing her praises and started whispering her doubts? And why had she gone back to it day after day? Why had she asked a mirror—or anyone for that matter—to tell her who she was? But then again, why do any of us?

What do you think? Am I ugly?" she asked her friends. But Marguerite was beyond beauty. She was something else. Powerful.

If you realize that all things change, there is nothing you will try to hold on to. If you are not afraid of dying, there is nothing you cannot achieve."—Lao-Tzu.

There's nothing wrong. You are just happy because you met people who see the world differently.

In many ways we were what Billy and Ruth Graham called 'happily incompatible'.

Home is loving, giving and forgiving.

I don't hate you.. I just don't like that you exist

Legion hissed like a startled cat, the noise scraping at Reyes's skin. "Me no boy. You think me a boy?" Everyone stopped, stared. Even Aeron. Reyes was the first to find his voice. "You're a…girl?" A nod. "Me pretty." "Yes, you are." Reyes exchanged a glance with Lucien. "Beautiful.

Not fat, just not anorexic. She's soft in all the right places.

By the way, only a real man can accept his feminine side." "I don't know who fed you that line of garbage, but I can promise she's laughing at you right now.

Why wouldn't I dance?' Uh, maybe because at first glance he looked like he ate puppies for breakfast and kittens for lunch?

Disappointment mixed with bitter acceptance flashed in her eyes. "Maybe you are real," she said. "It would require a dark side I don't have to create someone like you." "You forgot to say 'no offense' before making that statement." "No, I didn't. I meant offense." Bold little human, wasn't she? -Annabelle and Zacharel

You are mine," he rasped. "Only ever mine. I accept all that you are, and we can be together.

He was royalty. So what? Everyone had a flaw.

Sienna shrugged, apparently unconcerned by what the warrior had said. "You'll have to forgive me for now noticing you back then. Next to him, you're kind of homely." William chocked on his own tongue.