Quotes About Acceptance

When he first met her odd, detached parents he understood that Heather had grown up starved of love, and when you're starved of something you should receive in abundance, you never quite trust it.

been walking home from the hairdresser's, feeling gorgeous, and a gaggle of teenage girls walked by, and the sound of their strident giggles made her send a message back through time to her fourteen-year-old self: "Don't worry, it all works out. You get a personality, you get a job, you work out what to do with your hair, and you get a boy who thinks you're beautiful.

Grandmothers died. It was to be expected. You weren't even allowed to be that upset about it. Please don't let Frannie have died. Please don't let anyone have died. "Nobody else in our family will

He was comfortable in any social situation: garden party or cage fighting contest, it was all the same to Vid, it was all interesting.

There was no point saying, You mustn't feel responsible. Of course she felt responsible. Denying her regret would be like denying her loss.

No regrets. That was another of his trading rules. Never waste time thinking about what could have been.

I'm only temporarily tragic, she told herself

There was nothing Joy could do to change the outcome of her children's lives, any more than she could have changed the outcome of their matches, no matter how hard

She always pretended to herself that she didn't let Lauren help because she was trying to be the perfect mother-in-law, but really, when you didn't let a woman help, it was a way of keeping her at a distance, of letting her know that she wasn't family, of saying I don't like you enough to let you into my kitchen. Lauren reappeared

Masha smiled. "Good. At first it will feel strange. You will have to fake it. But then you will remember. You will think, 'Oh, that's right, this is how I talk, this is how I walk. This is me, Carmel.'" She knocked her closed fist against her heart. "This is who I am.

And, Madeline, it infuriates me that I found it so devastating. It infuriates me that he had that power over me. I look in the mirror each day, and I think, I'm not overweight any more, but he's right, I'm still ugly. Intellectually I know I'm not ugly, I'm perfectly acceptable. But I feel ugly, because one man said it was so, and that made it so. It's pathetic.

If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance,"' quotes Veronika. 'George Bernard Shaw.

really, when you didn't let a woman help, it was a way of keeping her at a distance, of letting her know that she wasn't family, of saying I don't like you enough to let you into my kitchen.

No surprise you're in pain, no surprise you're dead. You're old. That's what is meant to happen. We don't care that you forget you're old. We know you're old.

My mother was a drunk. That's all I have to say about her." "Mother issues," said Felicity, when Tess repeated this conversation. "Run a mile.

Perhaps nothing was ever "meant to be." There was just life, and right now, and doing your best. Being a bit "bendy." "We'll

You're allowed to grieve your loss even if it's embarrassing

one day you'll turn forty and you'll slowly realize you don't feel the eyes anymore, and the freedom is a relief, but you'll also sort of miss it, and when a truck driver whistles at you while you're crossing the road, you'll think, Really? For me?

just stop thinking about it, you can't change what you did or didn't do, what you should and shouldn't have done.

And maybe she didn't need to go ahead with the Plan after all. Maybe it was going to be OK. Maybe that clamping sensation around her head was gone.

looked back tenderly and condescendingly at herself a year ago: all that unnecessary drama! There was enough love to go around for everyone.

He didn't say he forgave her, but she took it as forgiveness. A younger couple might have spent months in counseling talking it through, but she knew they were done with it. Move on. Once you've hit a ball there's no point watching to see where it's going. You can't change its flight path now. You have to think about your next move. Not what you should have done. What you do now. She had betrayed him. He chose to still love her. There was nothing more to say.

Besides which, she was feeling much better–and she didn't have postnatal depression–she'd always been a grumpy, bitchy type of person. That was just her.

Smiley-face tattoos. How drunk must he have been? It kind of changed her entire view of the man. No longer the arrogant sneering man. He was Tony. Tony with smiley-face tattoos on his butt.