Quotes About Acceptance

If you can't handle can't handle me in sweatpants, You don't deserve me in stilettos

Journeying over many seas & through many countries I came dear brother to this pitiful leave-taking The last gestures by your graveside The futility of words over your quiet ashes. Life cleft us from each other Pointlessly depriving brother of brother Accept then, our parents' custom These offerings, this leave-taking Echoing forever, brother, through a brother's tears

POOR Catullus, 'tis time you should cease your folly, and account as lost what you see is lost.

And being different? That turned out to the best part of all. I found that with a little creativity, and a lot of dedication, any difference can be turned into something amazing. Our differences are our superpowers.

And being different? That turned out to be the best part of all. I found that with a little creativity, and a lot of dedication, any difference can be turned into something amazing. Our differences are our superpowers

Anyway, it doesn't matter how much, how often, or how closely you keep an eye on things because you can't control it. Sometimes things and people just go. Just like that.

Anyway, it doesn't matter how much, how often, or how closely you keep an eye on things because you can't control it. Sometimes things and people just go. Just like that.

We will need to give you a Muslim name…does Leila suit you?" "I don't deserve this kindness," she whispered. "That you, Muslims, should help a Jew—" "Come now!" Serif said, realizing that she was about to cry. "Jews and Muslims are cousins, the descendants of Abraham. Your new name, do you know it means 'evening' both in Arabic, the language of our Holy Koran, and also in Hebrew, the language of your Torah?

My Tom died as babies do, gently and without complaint. Because they have been such a little time with us, they seem to hold to life but weakly.

He instructed me how futile it is to wallow in regret for that which cannot be changed and how atonement might be made for even the gravest sins.

do not dwell any more on things in the past that you cannot change.

It's so easy for people like me"—a diplomat's son raised abroad and educated in America—"to be totally off base about this country and what it is ready to accept.

Whatever his father said about angles of stifles, cow hocks or spavins, all horses were handsome and good. You just had to find the right use for them.

Do not mind my rough old tongue. I have grown too bent with age for any further bowing.

Unhappy people do the oddest, most terrible things, just trying to keep despair at bay. All you have to do is accept them...go around them...take evasive action.

Don't struggle too hard to understand people, Sym. They're hideously complicated. Unhappy people do the oddest, most terrible things, just trying to keep despair at bay. All you have to do is accept them...go around them...take evasive action.

These things happen. It is not the end of the world.

The gods never meant you to live forever, so why spoil they life they did give you? Is a rainbow any less beautiful because it's short-lived? Or because you can't grasp hold of it? Consider, man. Perhaps it is beautiful expressly because of that.

Felix Randal the farrier, O he is dead then? My duty all ended,Who have watched his mold of man, big-boned and hardy-handsome,Pining, pining.

Vooruitgang bestaat niet, en dat is maar goed ook, want zoals het is, is het al erg genoeg.

Ik tors drie lasten: ik ben homoseksueel, ik ben katholiek, en ik ben blank. Moet ik mij daarvoor schamen? Geenszins! (Goedkeurend gemompel.) Homoseksueel ben ik bij geboorte, en rooms-katholiek ben ik door genade: aan geen van beide is dus ene moer meer te doen. En kan men mij verwijten dat ik blank ben? Ik zoude niet weten hoe. Ik schaam mij er niet voor dat ik blank ben, en ik houd het ook niet geheim: ik zoude dat niet eens willen. (Geroep: "Die man die heb gelijk!")

Wat weg is, ben je kwijt.

O, lieve, lieve mensen, ik houd van u, en ik omhels u allen hartstochtelijk, ondanks de geduchte afstand. Laten we elkaar niet haten, maar, integendeel, elkaar liefhebben, gezamenlijk op de Dood wachten, en het ons in de tussentijd aan niets laten ontbreken.

Het was verschrikkelijk, zeker, maar er was al zoveel verschrikkelijks in mijn leven gebeurd dat ik - hoe, dat zoude wel altijd een raadsel blijven - had overleefd en doorstaan... Misschien kon dit er nog net bij...