Quotes About Acceptance

Loving someone more than they love you is a sucky thing. But I'm over it.

Do you feel like he sees all your cracks and breaks and accepts them? Because that's what you should demand. You're worth that sort of understanding. You get to move on. You have every right to do that.

Between the inked-up, rough-and-tumble Mick and Adam, the debonair dom, she was totally screwed. But like, in a good way. This sort of thing they made together was a sort of magic, and there was nothing she could do but love it as much as she loved them.

People make mistakes. They can be stupid and thoughtless and yet you can love them anyway. Because being human means making mistakes. And being in love means maybe sometimes you can forgive something utterly unforgivable.

"I'm dreading fall. It is a terrifying season," he says... "Everything shriveling up and dying." I don't know how to answer. Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale. I've never thought to be frightened of it.

You didn't mind someone shutting out the world as long as they were happy to take you inside with them.

Bygones are gone. That's not right, is it?

You are enough even if you don't see or know it

We have to be able to grow up. Our wrinkles are our medals of the passage of life. They are what we have been through and who we want to be.

I live in my own little world. But its ok, they know me here.

We are all flawed, my dear. Every one of us. And believe me, we've all made mistakes. You've just got to take a good hard look at yourself, change what needs to be changed, and move on, pet.

They're not chicks. They're ducks.

Just because you're into Kate...well, it doesn't necessarily mean you're gay. Although it's okay if you are. But if that's what's worrying you...' Ariel sighed. 'God. It shouldn't be so hard to talk about this stuff. All I'm saying is maybe you're gay and maybe you're not. Maybe you're bi. Or maybe it's totally a Kate thing. Maybe you'd want to be with her whether she was a girl or a boy.' I blinked. I didn't know if what she said made things better or worse.

Oh, Addie," she said. "Were you punishing yourself, sweetie?" "Oh my god," I said. "That is so not the right thing to say to someone about her new haircut!

don't cry because it's over. smile because it happened.

I know I deserve nothing, but if you want me I'm yours.

We are all flawed, my dear. Every one of us. And believe me, we've all made mistakes.

The best thing you can do is find someone who loves you when you're pretty, when you're ugly, when you're mad, when you're happy. Someone who, no matter what, is still going to think the sun shines out of your ass.

Todos temos defeitos, querida. Cada um de nós. E, acredite em mim, todos cometemos erros. (...) Você só precisa dar uma boa olhada em si mesma, mudar o que precisa ser mudado e seguir em frente, querida.

People change for each other all the time. Take any love story, any great love story at all, and you'll see that people have to be willing to change if they're going to make things work out. Like Shrek, when Fiona tells Shrek that she's sick of his burping and farting and everything. And Shrek's like, 'I'm an ogre. Deal with it.' And Fiona says, 'What if I can't?' So Shrek takes that potion that turns him into a hunky prince. He does it out of love for Fiona.

Oh, please," he said coldly. The way he regarded me, as if I were lower than a straw wrapper, reminded me that he and Jeb were friends. "People like you don't change." My throat closed. It was too much, that he would come down on me in the same way that everyone else on the planet had. "But . . . " It came out wavery. I tried again, and in a voice that wobbled despite my best intentions, I said, "Can't anyone see I'm trying?

You're allowed to have thoughts, she reminded herself. Just because others might scoff, that doesn't mean you won't anymore.

I often get a particular wrinkled-nose look from Mom: mild revulsion mixed with fondness, as if she can't quite believe she made me, this large, sometimes stinky, always untidy boy who double dips and chugs orange juice out of the carton even though she begs me not to.

That's why I love that kid. I can get a proper roasting from him and still be good friends.