Quotes About Acceptance

I love you" he whispered against her lips. "I want you. I didn't see you coming. You blindsided me, and I wouldn't change a thing.

It's okay. There's no shame in wanting me. I am hot, after all.

I'm not exactly a half-breed." Wraith said. "More of a freak of nature. But my mate is fangy, so my lips are sealed.

Seems to me that home is where the people who want you are.

So that's who you want me to be? The innocent, sweet, shy girl you say I was?" She stormed over to the bed and snatched up the robe again. "Because I can't be her. I can't be anything but me. I love you, but I won't change who I am for anyone." She tied the robe around her waist and spread her arms wide. "This is me. You either love me for who I am, or you find someone else to love.

After a year of therapy, my psychiatrist said to me, "Maybe life isn't for everyone.

After a year in therapy, my psychiatrist said to me, 'Maybe life isn't or everyone.

We know You love us. We love You, too. I mean, six, seven thousand years from now . . . won't make no difference, will it? Everybody gonna be so mixed up by then that far in the future that they all gonna be the same color by then, ain't they?

Are you happy by yourself?" "I'm used to it," he said. "That don't mean I like it.

Dopo un anno di terapia,il mio psichiatra mi ha detto,"Forse la vita non è per tutti

We're not gay!Not that there's anything wrong with that.

If we look for ways to get rid of necessary pain, we'll be disillusioned or misled. For people who define real change as the elimination of inevitable struggle, the final chapters will be terribly disappointing.

I figure, if you're going to be depressed anyway, you might as well listen to Joni Mitchell.

Because, when you got right down to the real nitty-gritty, I didn't really want to be anything other than what I am.

When something good comes along, take more if it's offered except for pie. Too much pie can make you sick.

How to phrase it? Ma, I want to fall in love with a fella.

Buy a dog. Dogs are faggot children." "Nonsense. It is possible for two intelligent men to be turned on to each other in totality: emotionally, physically, and intellectually. Though I am about to become middle-aged, I shall not become a bitchy, middle-aged queen. I shall not turn sour." "I tell you, buy a dog.

No religion wants us. We're going to have to invent our own.

the True End of not only therapy but Maturity is to learn to live with the inescapable fact that 97% of all human beings are getting fucked and 97% of all faggots are, too.

It is a very peculiar feeling having to go out and seek support from the straight world for something gay.

Yes, we were the quintessential faggots, Dinky. One cock teaser and one doormat. Afraid of love. Using our bodies as barter instead of our brains as heart.

Oh, that's a tiresome subject! Heterosexual comparison! Why do all faggots dredge that one up? Straights don't compare themselves to us! We're all the same anyway. We've just got an added dose of the clap.

After all, beauty has only three possible endings, & only one of them is bearable.

Yesterday's gone on down the river and you can't get it back.