Quotes About Acceptance

And all the time we knew that Maureen Peal was not the Enemy and not worthy of such intense hatred. The Thing to fear was the Thing that made her beautiful, and not us.

I'll take hate any day. But don't give me love. I can't take no more love, Lord. I can't carry it.

Baby Suggs laughed, clear as anything. "You mean I never told you nothing about Carolina? About your daddy? You don't remember nothing about how come I walk the way I do and about your mother's feet, not to speak of her back? I never told you all that? Is that why you can't walk down the steps? My Jesus my." But you said there was no defense. "There ain't." Then what do I do? "Know it, and go on out the yard. Go on.

She could not get his love. . .so she settled for his fear.

Ashamed of the insults that were being heaped on our friend, we just sat there: I picked toe jam, Frieda cleaned her fingernails with her teeth, and Pecola finger-traced some scars on her knee—her head cocked to one side.

Eran lo bastante viejas para encolerizarse donde y cuando quisieran, estaban lo bastante fatigadas para esperar sin angustia la muerte, lo bastante desvinculadas de la carne para aceptar la noción de dolor a la vez que ignoraban su presencia. Eran, de hecho y al fin, libres.

Surrender is admitting that God's plan is better.

Often we ask ourselves to make absolute sense out of what just happens, and in this way, what we are practicing is suffering, which everybody practices, but strangely few of us grow graceful in.

What I like about the trees is how They do not talk about the failure of their parents And what I like about the grasses is that They are not grasses in recovery And what I like about the flowers is That they are not flowers in need of empowerment or validation. They sway Upon their thorny stems As if whatever was about to happen next tonight was sure to be completely interesting

Who would have imagined that I would have to go a million miles away from the place where I was born to find the people who love me? And that I would go that distance and that I would find those people?

So I've grown up to be one of those people who gets angry at trees for behaving like trees

I remember, when I was about ten years old, working out that I would be thirty-six in the year 2000. It seemed so far away, so old, so unreal. And here I am, a fucked, crazy, anorexic-alcoholic-childless beautiful woman. I never dreamed it would be like this.

All of life is change. When we learn to stop fighting it, that's when we can start to be happy.

I felt as if my parents had pushed me into the street, that a deal had been made and I was being passed into the hands of a man. At least he is a good man, I thought, even if his hands are not as clean as they could be.

Era un pensiero doloroso ma la verità lo è sovente.

Nance is funny that way. She likes women her own size--like your sister. She knows where she is with a woman like Martha. Whereas Molly--she's so--well, so full of life, she makes Nance feel even sicker.

Love has its own time, its own season, and its own reasons from coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce it or reason it into staying. You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you

Even if we painstakingly piece together something lost, it doesn't mean things will ever go back to how they were Berserk

The world doesn't extend in merely two dimensions. There exist profound depths within itself. This world could never be summarized by materialism or any single doctrine. Accept the great mysteries...and explore the universe from within your world. That is the way of magic.

Things you have now, things you've lost. People who're near by, people who've gone far away. No matter what you choose, truth is, both regret and reluctance are going to follow you around. You just have to make sure you don't make excuses to yourself down the road.

My place really was here. I was too foolish and stubborn to notice. But, what I truly hoped for then was here. Why do I always realize it... when I've already lost it.

If you spend too much time focused on the dead or broken, you'll find death perched on your shoulder...

The thing about hatred… It's the place where people who can't look sorrow in the eye without waverin' run.

You don't have to forget the past to start enjoying the present.