Quotes About Acceptance

No one likes a dying man, Chauncey, because few know what death is. All we know is the terror of it.

The thought that he might have to leave did not upset him; he knew that eventually he would have to go but that, as on TV, what would follow next was hidden; he knew the actors on the new program were unknown. He did not have to be afraid, for everything that happened had its sequel, and the best that he could do was to wait patiently for his own forthcoming appearance.

For the love of Betsy, who talks like that? No wonder we were at the loser table.

we all just do the best we can. And that's enough.

No backsies. That was a terrible truth to learn before the age of fifteen, that some mistakes are forever.

Everyone in this town was a weirdo, that was a solid-gold fact, and it didn't matter because I wasn't alone anymore. I had the kitten.

Yes, what is it like? Certainly not like she dreamed. But maybe that's okay. We want what we want. At home, she works herself into a frenzy worrying about what she isn't--and perhaps loses track of just where she is.

She saw death as just another wedding she wasn't invited to.

He was ready to stop trying to matter; he was ready to simply live.

Claire happy to no longer expect...but embrace the sweet lovely mess that is real life.

And I wonder if we don't live like water seeking a level a low bed until one day we just go dry. I wonder if a creek ever realizes it has made its own grave.

At my age, you don't cry for the loss of old friends. You make a noise, "Ah," that is an expression of sorrow, but also of contentment that your friend lived a good life. It is, I suppose, the sound, too, of loneliness—here is yet another person I will never see again.

Each gray hair still seemed like a weevil in a flower bed.

The truth hurts only if you're comforted by lies.

Sometimes, now, when she sees how content Pat and Lydia are, she feels like a spent salmon: her work here is done. But other times, honestly, the whole idea of being at peace just pisses her off. At peace? Who but the insane would ever be at peace? What person who has enjoyed life could possibly think one is enough? Who could live even a day and not feel the sweet ache of regret?

In fact, he talked about his painful and insidious cancer so plainly and without affect that to this day, I consider matter-of-factness a form of courage.

It's another mystery of parenting: how you can love your kids without always liking them.

Guterak looked over. "Hey, you got your hair cut." "Yeah." Remy put the cap back on. "What made you do that?" "I shot myself in the head last night." "Well." Paul drove quietly for a moment, staring straight ahead. "It looks good.

People like the idea of innovation in the abstract, but when you present them with any specific innovation, they tend to reject it because it doesn't fit with what they already know.

Matthew, confess now. Are you a closeted font nerd? Do you go to these conferences? I promise I won't respect you any less if you are. OK, fine, secretly I will, but it's better to get this off your chest and be who you are, than to live in deception. Hiding the truth will only cripple your emotional development Well, I'm sorry to dissapoint you. I'm not a font nerd. You can email me in Papyrus and I won't care.

Finn is God: If you get off your high horse, you'll notice that it, too, poops.

You have the here and now. You have a future. Deal with the past so you can stop looking back. It's just the pain.

I'm not going to drown in what I can't change.

I see perfection in things that are likely considered imperfections by others.