Quotes About Acceptance

Sabe bien que Dmitri se burla de él a sus espaldas. Dice que es "el hombre de razón", cuyas pasiones están siempre bajo control. Una vez Dmitri preguntó:"¿Qué mundo sería este si todos aceptáramos el imperio de la razón?". Y respondió: "Un mundo muy, muy aburrido". A él le gustaría replicar: "Tal vez sea aburrido, pero mejor que un mundo sometido al imperio de las pasiones".

Es que no quiero ser este niño, Simón! Quiero ser yo en la próxima vida, pero no quiero ser este niño. ¿Será posible? –Según las reglas, no puedes elegir. Tienes que ser el que eres y nadie más. Pero tú nunca te atuviste a las reglas ¿no es cierto?

On the contrary, I am living it out from day to day, trying to accept disgrace as my state of being. Is it enough for God, do you think, that I live in disgrace without term?

Calm down, I tell myself, you are making a mountain out of a molehill. This is life. Everyone else has come to terms with it , why can't you? Why can't you?

Qué le da derecho a sentir asco por los tópicos cuando el resto del mundo los acepta y vive de acuerdo con ellos?

Estoy de acuerdo: es humillante, pero tal vez ese sea un buen punto de partida. Tal vez sea eso lo que debo aprender a aceptar. Empezar de cero, sin nada de nada.

Lo saben todo, hasta los más pequeños detalles, y sin embargo se resignan.

Dejarme ir a mí misma, dejarte ir a ti, dejar ir a una casa todavía llena de recuerdos: es duro, pero voy aprendiendo

Pero el arrepentimiento no funciona, ¿verdad? El arrepentimiento, la contrición. Es la flecha del tiempo: no se la puede hacer girar. No hay vuelta atrás.

The shocks of existence: he must learn to take them more lightly.

Pero no va a volver. Se ha ido. Ya es agua pasada, y el pasado ya se ha ido para siempre. Es una ley de la naturaleza. Ni siquiera las estrellas pueden nadar en contra de la corriente del tiempo.

Pero tal vez no haya un porqué. Tal vez sea como preguntar por qué un pollo es un pollo, o por qué existe un universo y no un agujero enorme en el cielo. Las cosas son como son.

Se puede quedar tranquilo, señor, no vamos a hacer restas. La sustracción, la adición, la aritmética en general tienen poca importancia para alguien que afronta una crisis tan profunda en su vida.

perché siamo qui? - Non so cosa dire. Siamo qui per lo stesso motivo per cui ci sono tutti gli altri. Abbiamo avuto la possibilità di vivere e l'abbiamo accettata. È una gran cosa vivere. La più grande di tutte.

I've always believed, she replied, that if God is going to be strict about anything, that He will be strict about the rules concerning hate, not love. And if two people love each other, that has to be better than two people hating each other. Beyond that, it's for God to sort out. I'm too frail to be such a judge.

Thanks for putting me up for it ... trahyner . As V's eyes flared, Butch said, Yeah, I looked up what the word meant. 'Beloved Friend' fits you perfect as far as I'm concerned. V Flushed. Cleared his throat. Good Deal, cop. Good... deal.

You are perfect the way you are. Blay's voice was strong. There is nothing wrong with who and what you have always been. I'm proud of you. And I love you. Now ... and always. Qhuinn's vision got wavy. Hard-core. I'm proud of you. And I love you, Blay repeated. Always. Forget about your old family ... you have me now. I am your family.

Butch: -I hear ya. No one's biz but yours. One question though Vishous: -What Butch: -When the females tie you down, do they paint your toe-nails and shit? Or just do your makeup? Wait... they tickle your pits with feather, right?

You are perfect for a female. Not where I come from. Then they're using the wrong standard.

Yo, cop. We're heading for Screamer's. You wanna come? Butch looked up at the doorway. Vishous was in the hall with Rhage and Phury behind him. The vampires had expectant looks on their faces, like they honestly wanted to hang with him. Butch found himself grinning like the new kid who didn't have to sit alone at lunch after all.

Life's meant to be lived blind—that's how you don't take shit for granted.

I'm not broken, I'm ruined. Do you understand the difference? With broken maybe you can fix things. Ruined? All you can do is wait to bury me.

She nodded, wondering why couldn't she have been named Mary. Or Sue. But no, she had to be nine-letter Elizabeth.

On the chessboard of his godforsaken existence, the pieces were lined up, the play preordained. Man, so many times in life you didn't get to pick your path because the way you went was decided for you. Free will was such bullshit. -Vishous's thoughts