Quotes About Acceptance

I am not a smart man, particularly, but one day, at long last, I stumbled from the dark woods of my own, and my family's and my country's past, holding in my hands these truths: that love grows from the rich loam of forgiveness; that mongrels make good dogs; that the evidence of God exists in the roundness of things. This much, at least, I've figured out. I know this much is true.

You are limited, my friend, in what you can and cannot control, as are we all. If you are to become healthy, you must acknowledge the ineluctability of your brother's course. Acknowledge your limitations in directing it, Dominick. And that will free you. That will help to make you well.

The secret is to just settle for the shape your life takes... Instead of... always waiting and wishing for what might make you happy.

It's a free country," I said. "Granny babes." That night up in my room I pulled Ma's flying leg out from behind the dresser and saw, for the first time, that it was beautiful. I hung it above my bed.

The key to peace within my soul, he said, was to cast aside my bitterness and resentment

Change what you can, accept what you can't, and be smart enough to know the difference

Look back on the past but don't stare

I think . . . the secret is to just settle for the shape your life takes.

I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness. All seems beautiful to me. Whoever denies me, it shall not trouble me; Whoever accepts me, he or she shall be blessed, and shall bless me.

Touch me, touch the palm of your hand to my body as I pass, Be not afraid of my body.

I accept Time absolutely. It alone is without flaw, It alone rounds and completes all, That mystic baffling wonder.

Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave, let him know he has enough.

Copulation is no more foul to me than death is.

They do not sweat and whine about their condition, they do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, they do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago.

I no doubt deserved my enemies, but I don't believe I deserved my friends.

I do not ask who you are, that is not important to me,   You can do nothing and be nothing but what I will infold you.

One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself, / And whether I come to my own to-day or in ten thousand or ten / million years, / I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait.

And as to you death, and you bitter hug of mortality . . . . it is idle to try to alarm me

Be composed--be at ease with me--I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty as Nature, Not till the sun excludes you do I exclude you, Not till the waters refuse to glisten for you and the leaves to rustle for you, do my words refuse to glisten and rustle for you.

What will be will be well — for what is is well, To take interest is well, and not to take interest is well.

Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded, I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no, And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away.

Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean, Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and none shall be less familiar than the rest.

I exist as I am. That is enough

I accept Reality and dare not question it, Materialism first and last imbuing.