Quotes About Acceptance

You're not gay, are you?" Simon's greenish color deepened. "If I were, I would dress better.

She turned back to Jace. "Do you have to be so-," she began, but stopped when she saw his face. It looked stripped down, oddly vulnerable. "Unpleasant?" he finishes for her. "Only at days when my adoptive mother tosses me out of the house with instructions never to darken her door again. Usually I'm remarkably good-natured. Try me on any day that doesn't end in y.

Do reasons matter when there's nothing that can be done to change things.

Look, you can date whoever you want and I will totally support you. I am all about support. Support is my middle name." "So that's why you never told me your middle name. I figured it was something embarrassing.

Still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it's you, and I realize now that I won't be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all.

Does she still love you?" "I don't think so," Magnus said dryly. "She wasn't very pleasant the last time I saw her. Of course, that could be because I've got an eighteen year-old boyfriend with a stamina rune and she doesn't." Alec sputtered. "As the person being objectified, I ... object to that description of me.

Jordan doesn't really care about the blood," Simon said now. "His whole thing is about me being comfortable with what I am. Get in touch with your inner vampire, blah, blah." Clary slid in next to him onto the bed and hugged a pillow. "Is your inner vampire different from your...outer vampire?" "Definitely. He wants me to wear midriff-baring shirts and a fedora. I'm fighting it." Clary smiled faintly. "So your inner vampire is Magnus?

I wouldn't change it," Simon said. "I wouldn't give up loving you. Not for anything. You know what Raphael told me? That I didn't know how to be a good vampire, that vampires accept that they're dead. But as long as I remember what it was like to love you, I'll always feel like I'm alive.

If you really love something, you never try to keep it the way it is forever. You have to let it be free to change.

and what is writ, is writ, Would it were worthier! but I am not now That which I have been

In quiet we had learn'd to dwell- Myvery chains and I grew friends, So much a long communion tends- To make us what we are:-even I Regain'd my freedom with a sigh.

The world is mad, but let's not get angry about it.

Anachron's Law: There is no myth which is so irrational that no one will believe it. Anachron's Corollary: There is no truth which is so obvious that everyone will accept it.

Perhaps only the strong survive, but only the tolerant thrive.

All some people want from you is for you to recognize their existence — and not mind it.

Don't fight reality. Influence it.

All things must pass.

Take all that is given whether wealth, love or language, nothing comes by mistake and with good digestion all can be turned to health.

The mill cannot grind with the water that's past.

Call in thy death's head there: tie up thy fears.

Sometimes the best gain is to lose.

I will complain, yet praise; I will bewail, approve: And all my sowre-sweet dayes I will lament, and love.

Now I am here; what thou wilt do with me None of my books will show: I read and sigh and wish I were a tree, For sure, then I should grow To fruit or shade: At least some bird would trust Her household to me, and I should be just.

A President is neither prince nor pope, and I don't seek a window on men's souls. In fact, I yearn for a greater tolerance, an easy-goingness about each other's attitudes and way of life.