Quotes About Acceptance

The way my face is without a jaw, my throat just ends in sort of a hole with my tongue hanging out. Around the hole, the skin is all scar tissue: dark red lumps and shiny the way you'd look if you got the cherry pie in a pie eating contest. If I let my tongue hang down, you can see the roof of my mouth, pink and smooth as the inside of a crab's back, and hanging down around the roof is the white vertebrae horseshoe of the upper teeth I have left.

The problem with loving so many people is that you lose so many.

People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.

Lo mejor es no oponer resistencia, sino dejarse ir. No te pases la vida intentando arreglar las cosas. Cuando huyes de algo solo consigues que permanezca más tiempo contigo. Cuando luchas contra algo, ese algo se vuelve más fuerte. Dice: —No hagas lo que quieres. Haz lo que no quieres. Haz lo que te han enseñado a no querer. Es lo contrario de perseguir la felicidad. Brandy me dice: —Haz las cosas que te dan más miedo.

The first step is to admit you're powerless. You have an addiction, and you can't stop. The first step is to tell your story, all the worst parts. Your lowest lows.

Ya que no puedo ser hermosa, quiero ser invisible.

Making others right redeems their paltry and pointless educations. Making others right makes them love you

No somos especiales. Tampoco somos escoria o basura. Simplemente, somos. Somos y ya está, y lo que pasa, simplemente pasa.

Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens.

You can't fool people into loving you.

The thing about Valiums . . . is they don't kill the pain but at least you're not pissed off about being hurt.

These men and women sitting behind unlocked doors know a bigger house is not the answer. Neither is a better spouse, more money, tighter skin. Anything you can acquire, she says, is only another thing you'll lose. The answer is there is no answer.

Fuck damnation, man! Fuck redemption! We are God's unwanted children? So be it!

Como a mudança é constante, você reflete se as pessoas buscam a morte porque é a única maneira de conseguirem finalizar alguma coisa.

Oxygen makes you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant panicked breaths. Suddenly you become euphoric, docile. You accept your fate.

La gente non vuole rimettere in sesto la propria vita. Nessuno vuole che i suoi problemi vengano risolti. I suoi drammi. Le sue distrazioni. Le sue storie risolte. I suoi casini ripuliti. Perché, che cosa mai le rimarrebbe? Solamente il grande spaventoso inconoscibile.

E há tantas coisas que eu quero mudar, mas não posso. Tudo está feito. Agora, tudo é apenas uma história.

You know how you look at ugly hunchback girls, and they are so lucky. Nobody drags them out at night so they can't finish their doctorate thesis papers. They don't get yelled at by fashion photographers if they get infected ingrown bikini hairs. You look at burn victims and think how much time they save not looking in mirrors to check their skin for sun damage.

everything you ever love will reject you or die.

What if all our anger and fear is unwarranted? What if world events are unfolding in perfect order to deliver us to a distant joy we can't conceive of at this time? Please consider that the next ending will be the happy one.

There is only the inevitable, there's only one future. You don't have a choice. The bad news is we don't have any control. The good news is you can't make any mistakes.

I just didn't want to be fixed. Whatever my real problems might be, I didn't want them cured. None of the little secrets inside me wanted to be found and explained away. By myths. By my childhood. By chemistry. My fear was, what would be left?

Sahip olaca??n her ÅŸey...bir gün kaybedeceÄŸin ÅŸeylerden sadece biridir.

I'm in love with a beautiful sex-crazed slut so why can't you just be happy for me?