Quotes About Acceptance

Naked bodies are no big deal in the arena, right?

the mirror that reflects my naked fire-mutt body.

Let me die. Let me follow the others,

I want to die as myself. Does that make any sense?" he asks. I shake my head. How could he die as anyone but himself? "I don't want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that I'm not.

and I try to return to the deep to make sense of them. But there's no going back. Gradually, I'm forced to accept who I am. A badly burned girl with no wings. With no fire. And no sister.

And it takes too much energy to stay angry with someone who cries so much.

Ironically, her logical, if demeaning, reply is the only one that comforts me.

I cover my face with my arms because this isn't happening. It isn't possible.

what is the worst pain? To me, it's always the pain that is present.

So you'll forget her and move on." I suppose I will. As soon as I forget how to breathe.

I´ve blown past Bitter and am already in the heart of Apathy.

All my life, I should not have worried so much about looking foolish; I see that now. Signs matter. And all waves are dangerous, especially the ones you refuse to see coming.

I should have known then it wasn´t nothing , as he called it. But I was eight months pregnant. No sense closing the barn door now, or so I thought. I swallowed the nothing , straightaway after the usual tears and denial.

How can I grieve what is still in motion?" I ask her. "Shoes are still dropping all over the place. I´m not kidding," I say. "It´s Normandy out there.

Divorce is a snakebite. One´s next thought should not be, Where am I going to find another snake ?

The Betty Lady explains love and splitting up: "It´s like playing the shell game with Jesus. You can´t figure anything out; it´s best not to try. You´ll just humiliate yourself.

If you are a girl, I don't think you should necessarily become a lesbian, although if the idea appeals to you, I wouldn't say anything against it. I wouldn't try to stop you. Men can be obstinate and difficult to live with. Unlike myself, a perfectly reasonable woman unless shown a bag in which I am to place my vomit. IF you are a boy, I apologize.

I don't know how I got Michael. Maybe I just had a store credit from some other very lonely and shitty life.

Love isn't always about keeping someone. Sometimes it's about letting them go

Grieving just didn't stop and come to an end. It was always there, just not so raw, not so painful and not so dominant

It was always so hard to know my place and what was expected of me.

Well, you already knew that life isn't fair, right?" he said. "I guess death isn't either.

Best Freinds They know how stupid you look and still chose to be seen in public with you

And we'll just sit on the porch and get old together—and we won't care if we're fat and old and worn out because we'll love each other too much to care.