Quotes About Acceptance

Even though sometimes you can control your anger, you can't control your sadness.

Anger is frustration at the fact that we are not God, and do not have control over reality.

So you try to think of someone else you're mad at, and the unavoidable answer pops into your little warped brain: everyone.

Are you angry that others disappoint you? Remember you cannot depend upon yourself.

Thank everyone who calls out your faults, your anger, your impatience, your egotism; do this consciously, voluntarily.

Don't keep putting your anger off. Until you go through it, you can't get out of it.

Anger and hatred are the materials from which hell is made.

Do not get angry because others question what you believe, be calm and loving, for anger is the root of a faulty belief.

The problem with anger is that once it burns out, you're left with empty tanks.

My dogs forgive anger in me, the arrogance in me, the brute in me. They forgive everything I do before I forgive myself.

If our early lessons of acceptance were as successful as our early lessons of anger how much happier we would all be.

Guilt is anger directed at ourselves.

If we deny our anger, our pain, our ambition, or our goodness, we will suffer.

No one becomes forty without incredulity and a sense of outrage.

The same goes for envy, anger and insults - said the master. - When they are not accepted, they continue to belong to the one who carried them.

We're afraid that this anger or sorrow or loneliness is going to last forever... Instead, acting it out is what makes it last.

Anger shows us precisely where we are stuck, where our limits are, where we cling to beliefs and fears.

Well Connor thought ruefully At least now I know who to thank for my anger issues.

You become angry because something or someone has done something against your expectations.

O]ne can become whole only by the responsible acceptance of one's partiality.

Let tomorrow come tomorrow. Not by your will is the house carried through the night. Order is only the possibility of rest.

Those thoughts come to me in the night, those thought and thoughts of becoming sick or helpless, of the nursing home, of lingering death. I gnaw again the old bones of the fear of what is to come, and grieve with a sisterly grief over Grandmam and Mrs. Feltner and the other old women who have gone before. Finally, as a gift, as a mercy, I remember to pray, 'Thy will be done,' and then again I am free and can go to sleep.

Well, honey, everybody has to die sometime.

The chance you had is the life you've got. You can make complaints about what people, including you, make of their lives after they have got them, and about what people make of other people's lives, even about the you children being gone, but you mustn't wish for another life. You mustn't want to be somebody else. What you must do is this: 'Rejoice evermore. Pray without ceasing. In every thing give thanks.