Quotes About Acceptance

Living each day as it came, rather than projecting some fanciful mirage on the distant future, was becoming a way of life.

One of the truths I had had to accept during my years on the couch was that pleasure was not bad, that it was natural for people to desire pleasure, that denying oneself pleasure was not healthy.

Stress is the space between your thoughts of how life should be and how life really is. This

The best that can happen to a girl, Claire, is to be a bit plain, like you. You think I'm being unkind, but I am telling you a truth. A plain girl has a longer time to herself, and when a man falls in love with her, he loves her for herself, for who she is.

not to borrow trouble by worrying about it.

I always think that things have to happen the way they do happen, that there are so many inner and outer forces joining at every event that it becomes a kind of fate. I learned from studying Buddhism that there's beauty, and certainly a lot of peace, in accepting that." I sniffed. A smile twinkled sheepishly across his face. "Okay, okay," he said, "how about this? If you worry about it, you draw it to you.

And then he saw what he was, an old man, ready to die, pressed against the Greenland earth, as small as an ash berry on the face of a mountain, and he did the only thing that men can do when they know themselves, which was to weep and weep and weep.

We watched the swimmers and sunbathers and I thought about this. Had I faced all the facts? It seemed like I had, but actually, you never know, just by remembering, how many facts you were allowed to have faced. Your own endurance might be a pleasant fiction allowed you by others who've really faced the facts. The eerie feeling this thought gave me made me shiver in the hot wind.

if Monterey had taught her anything, it was to make the best of things. Every ship that sailed into the bay had to do what the winds demanded, whatever the captain's plans might be.

But as the scissors snip-snapped through her hair and the razor shaved the rest, she realized with a sudden awful panic that she could no longer recall anything from the past. I cannot remember, she whispered to herself. I cannot remember. She's been shorn of memory as brutally as she'd been shorn of her hair, without permission, without reason... Gone, all gone, she thought again wildly, no longer even sure what was gone, what she was mourning.

Do not expect too much from your child and she will grow in your love... But if you push her too much, you will push her away. A child is not yours to own but to raise. She may not be what you will have her to be, but she will be what she has to be. Remember what they say, that 'Wood may remain twenty years in the water, but it is still not a fish.

Once we have accepted the story, we cannot escape the story's fate.

Can lives that are merely constant be happy? If you asked Tom how he felt, he would have counted these out: wood, wind, waves. Not happy perhaps, but content. Ride Me Like a Wave (Stars anthology)

It is a fearful thing to love what death can touch.

You can fill no bag with regrets.

Leaping and looping with his little striped friends, verdi laughed and said I may be big and very green, but I'm still me!

How can we be so different and feel so much alike?" Mused Flitter. "And how can we feel so different and be so much alike?" Wondered Pip. "I think this is quite a mystery," Flap chirped. "I agree," said Stellaluna. "But we're friends. And that's a fact.

Good thing he's dead, Lula said, or that would have hurt like the devil.

If God had wanted me to lose weight he would have made sure there was creamed spinach for dessert.

Lula's borderline too much of a good thing in lots of ways. It isn't exactly that Lula is fat; it's more that she's too short for her weight and her clothes are too small for the volume of flesh she carries.

Morelli smiled. It could have been Jenny Ragucci. That makes much more sense. I had good luck with sluts. I looked over at him. All in the past, Morelli said. I'm a cupcake man now. Whoa, dude, Mooner said. That's so, like, cosmic.

It wasn't exactly that Lula was fat. It was more that she was too short for her weight. - Stephanie Plum

I don't feel so good. Lula said. And she farted. She squeezed her eyes shut tight and did a full minute-long fart. Excuse me. she said. I was horrified and impressed all at the same time. It was a record breaking fart. On my best day, I couldn't come near to farting like that.

I knew there were no such things as death cooties. Unfortunately, that's an intellectual fact. And death cooties are an emotional reality.