Quotes About Acceptance

The symbols mean everything if you accept the feelings that they carry.

Autumn poses the question we all have to live with: How to hold on to the things we love even though we know that we and they are dying.

I decided that I would no longer seek out holy places in [a] city of temples. I would just let life come to me in all its happy confusion and find the holiness in that.

One wonders if the time will ever come when men . . . will lie down as gracefully and as ripe.

If I then discovered a cancer in myself and died, I'd consider it a victory of that reality of things.

Io non ho il coraggio di alzare gli occhi e capisco che veramente sono peggio dell'edera, dove m'attacco muoio e forse c'ha ragione lui che non faccio altro che scaricargli addosso tutte le mie paranoie, cioè dire sempre, fai te che per me è lo stesso.

Abbiamo bisogno di molto tempo per accettare la brutalità del fatto di non essere più soli

Abbiamo bisogno di tempo. Di mettere tempo fra noi. Di vivere insieme, di viaggiare insieme, perché il nostro pensiero riconosca istintivamente l'altro; e lo riconosca come una presenza automatica di consuetudine e di affetto. Abbiamo bisogno di molto tempo per accettare la brutalità del fatto di non essere più soli.

But when there is real warmth, no one is the same as everyone else, just as no two soups are alike. We are all unique. We are all loved for who we are, with our qualities and with our faults. We are loved because we are irredeemably ourselves. But when warmth decreases, we are all the same—all anonymous. Just as warmth brings to light our personalities and makes us feel special and indispensable, coldness can turn us into nameless shadows.

Nichts tröstet, weil nichts ein Leben ersetzen kann.

It is thus tolerance that is the source of peace, and intolerance that is the source of disorder and squabbling.

According to accepted newspaper clichés, we all go down fighting. The other day I even read that an 18-month-old baby had died after a long battle with cancer. That has become the mandatory phrase for all who expire, disease-ridden. They battled valiantly; they lost. When I finally depart I hope somebody will write, instead, that I died after a long battle with life.

C'est le trait terrible du vieillissement : il vous donne bientôt la gaieté du coeur qui permet d'accepter comme allant de soi des retranchements sur les sens et sur le coeur, considérés auparavant comme de monstrueuses avaries.

Do what you must, let happen what may

I always have to brace myself when I visit my parents. My mom often greets me with a slew of nonconstructive criticisms: 'Jimmy, why is your face so fat? Your clothes look homeless and your long hair makes you look like a girl.' After 30 years of this, my self-image is now a fat homeless lesbian.

Who is happy with his appearance? I find many drawbacks of myself. But, each time when I visit Lourdes, I receive a lesson of reconciliation. When you see ill people or invalids around, you realize that it is a sin to complain!

When we were making 'Toy Story,' my grandmother was very ill, and she knew she was not going to make it. I went back to visit her, and there was a moment during that visit that I had to say goodbye, and I knew I'd never be seeing her again. I looked at her and knew that I was looking at her for the last time.

The first 10 years of my life, I lived as 'Matangi.' When I came to England in '86, my first week of school was terrible because I would put my hand up to answer things, and no one would choose me because they couldn't say my name. My auntie came from Europe to visit us, and she was like, 'Just call yourself something else.'

I always tend to write about outsiders. And what's been fun for me is, as I travel around and visit schools, is that other kids that feel the same way relate to some of my characters, and so I hope in some way that's helping them when they want to read about somebody that they can relate to.

When I came out, it wasn't a big formal conversation like in the movies. I just started living as my true and authentic self and opened up my life to my parents - sharing who I was, and bringing a girlfriend when I came home for a visit. To my great surprise, my parents accepted me for who I was and have supported me since.

In South Africa there are many women with a large chest. There you are not embarrassed when you visit a lingerie store to get a bra fitted.

The sad part about our past is that religions, ironically enough, are responsible for creating the most destructive idea that has ever been visited upon the human race: the idea that there is such a thing as 'better.'

If my history, my indisputable British history, has never been visited, where does that put me? If we are only going to look at things that need a revisit, you are wiping me out of this country's history. That is unacceptable to me.

When I was born, my parents - my mother especially - couldn't come to terms with that fact that they had another baby girl. I know these stories in detail because every time a guest visited, or there was a gathering, they repeated this story in front of me that how I was the unwanted child.