Quotes About Acceptance

Thus, just as we must mourn the passing of those we love, so too do we need to mourn when intimately hated persons or things are lost, although we usually try to deny this.

Nothing could be avoided, and nothing could be foreseen. What was the point of unnecessary fear?

L'anima passa attraverso mille tormenti, costruisce per anni, a volte per decenni, pietra dopo pietra, il suo tumulo, prima di arrivare ad ammettere una perdita eterna, prima di rassegnarsi all'evidenza.

Until the neglected and the rejected are accepted and respected, there's gonna be no damn peace . . . nowhere! Only a tree will stand still while it's being chopped down.

If there's one thing I learned in Alanon, it's that you got to face the music because it just grows louder when you ignore it.

The choice was whether to be sad and foolish or sad and reasonable.

Be happy without picking flaws.

It is not enough to be happy, one must be content.

To a gargoyle on the ramparts of Notre Dame as Esmeralda rides off with Gringoire Quasimodo says. Why was I not made of stone like thee?

Love is a fault; so be it.

To love or have loved is all-sufficing. We must not ask for more. No other pearl is to be found in the shadowfolds of life. To love is an accomplishment.

Gentlemen, my father always detested me because I could not understand mathematics. I understand only love and liberty.

Le suprême bonheur de la vie, c'est la conviction qu'on est aimé; aimé pour soi-même, disons mieux, aimé malgré soi-même.

My misfortune is that I still resemble a man too much. I should liked to be wholly a beast like that goat. - Quasimodo

So you're giving up? That's it? Okay, okay. We'll leave you alone, Quasimodo. We just thought, maybe you're made up of something much stronger.

He had to accept the fate of every newcomer to a small town where there are plenty of tongues that gossip and few minds that think.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction of being loved for yourself or more correctly being loved in spite of yourself.

if she had not been a gypsy, and if he had not been a priest

A chair is not a caste.

Though one believes in nothing, there are moments in life when one accepts the religion of the temple nearest at hand.

He baptized his adopted child, and named him Quasimodo, either because he wished to mark in this way the day upon which the child was found, or because he wished to show by this name how imperfect and incomplete the poor little creature was. Indeed, Quasimodo, one eyed, hunchbacked, and knock kneed, was hardly more than half made.

Monsieur Bienvenu was simply a man who accepted these mysterious questions...and who had in his soul a deep respect for the mystery which enveloped them.

All has happened to her that will happen to her. She has felt everything, borne everything, experienced everything, suffered everything, lost everything, mourned everything. She is resigned, with that resignation which resembles indifference, as death resembles sleep. She no longer avoids anything. Let all the clouds fall upon her, and all the ocean sweep over her! What matters it to her? She is a sponge that is soaked.

You were right to come to see a dying man. It is right that these moments should have witnesses. Everyone has his dream; I would like to live till dawn, but I know I have less than three hours left. It will be night, but no matter. Dying is simple. It does not take daylight. So be it: I will die by starlight