Quotes About Acceptance

There are lots of things we've never talked about. Such as? Children. Suppose we have children and it turns out we don't like them? If we can like Bob, we can like anything, Morelli said. Bob was in the living room licking lint off the carpet.

I've noticed you only talk ghetto half of the time." "I'm multi-lingual," Ranger said.

Life is a series of natural changes. Resisting change only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.

The mother and daughter whose roles had reversed—Grandma gladly relinquishing parental responsibility, my mother grimly accepting the task, struggling to find a place for an old woman who'd suddenly become a strange hybrid of tolerant mother and rebellious daughter. My father, in the living room, not wanting any part of it.

You should snap me up," Morelli said. "Not many men would marry you after meeting your grandmother. You're lucky to have me.

Hey," I said, "dogs are people, too.

If you had told somebody in the year 1800 that there were invisible things called germs and that they were responsible for the common cold, he would have thought that you were crazy and believed in magic," Emerson said. "Today, everybody simply accepts it as fact, despite that they've never seen or knowingly touched a germ.

Children. Suppose we have children and it turns out we don't like them?" "If we can like Bob, we can like anything," Morelli said. Bob was in the living room licking lint off the carpet.

Miami's the kind of place where you can wear a gold lamé bikini and a python cowboy hat and nobody will look at you twice

The obvious reason, of course, was that I was jealous. I didn't like the obvious reason, so I kept working for another. Finally I gave up in defeat.

I'm a firm believer in denial. My reasoning is why deal with unpleasantness today when you could get hit by a bus tomorrow. And if you procrastinate long enough, maybe the issue will go away.

stuffed myself into a white T-shirt, topped with a plaid flannel shirt and a pair of Levi's with a small hole in the crotch which I convinced myself no one could see.

figure you gotta have the right attitude about this stuff. Take Dolly, for instance. Dolly was gonna try to keep her lunch date, which is a good thing, because life gotta go on. And even though he was dead, Dirk sort of looked like he was smiling.

I always wanted to eat with a Negro, Grandma said. Yeah, well, I always wanted to eat with a boney-assed old white woman, Lula said. So I guess this works out good. Grandma and Lula did some complicated handshake thing. Bitchin', Grandma said.

believe just about anything.

It is written by the Sage that you, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.

my mother made it clear that her love wasn't dependent on perfection.

You know there was a time when I'd say to myself… How does she do it? How does she get mixed up with these weirdos? But now I don't even question it. In fact, I've come to expect such things of you.

If sinners were so unhappy, why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why. Without my wounds, who was I?

Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment.

She was starting to think there might be such a thing as karma - that repetition - maybe you lived through the same thing over and over until you stopped caring. Maybe eventually it got less intense, until it was just nothing.

without my wounds, who was i? my scars were my face, my past was my life.

A person didn't need to be beautiful, they just needed to be loved. But I couldn't help wanting it. If that was the way I could be loved, to be beautiful, I'd take it

It wasn't awful to be dead. The stillness would almost be a relief. She wouldn't want pain, she wouldn't want to be wounded or mutilated. She could never shoot herself or jump off a building. But being dead wasn't unthinkable.