Quotes About Acceptance

You were... Well, you were who you were.' 'We're all that,' says Claudia. 'It's something one has to overcome.

Lisa does not think about possible outcomes because a a world in whcih Claudia is not cannot be imagined. Claudia simply is, ever has been and always will be.

When a thing's happened to you it's no good shoving it away and pretending it hasn't. You can go off your head that way.' 'Battles?' 'Not just battles,' said Bill with a snort. 'Most of us don't get mixed up with battles, do we? Anything. Everything.' Everything? 'It's what you do about things that makes you the kind of bloke you are,' said Bill.

And who am I, that I should be asking you of all people for an easy life? As you think best then Lord, but only, give me patience when my own runs out...

My happiest moments are those when I think nothing, want nothing, and dream nothing, being lost in a torpor like some accidental plant, like mere moss growing on life's surface. I savour without bitterness this absurd awareness of being nothing, this foretaste of death and extinction.

Happy the man who demands no more from life than what life spontaneously gives him and who guides himself with the instinct of cats who seek the sun when there is sun and, when there is no sun, find what warmth they can.

One can forgive Shakespeare anything, except one's own bad lines.

I believe now that there can be no real sense of loss or seperation without the recognition of death; we were too young to consider any such eventuality, and simply moved on with our lives into some indefinite but illimitable future.

The love that dares not speak its name has never stopped talking.

No. It happened. But if it simplifies your life to disbelieve it, then do so.

What is that thing? Vampires. Or, as it was spelled at the time, vampyres. Yes, we know: It is difficult to accept, a strain to wrap your head around. Go and take the time to do so. Watch some television programs, or read some books in which vampyres are heroic and charming and sparkle in the daylight, and then return here and brace yourself for a return to a time that vampyres were things that went bump in the night.

These, of course, are far more enlightened times, when it is only acceptable to believe that not being a Christian is likely to mean one is a criminal only if one is a Muslim (or at least so we've been assured by people who claim to know such things)

Strong decision makers often put somebody they trust into the number two spot as their adviser—and in that position the person is outstanding. But in the number one spot, the same person fails. He or she knows what the decision should be but cannot accept the responsibility of actually making it.

We need to encourage habits of flexibility, of continuous learning, and of acceptance of change as normal and as opportunity - for institutions as well as for individuals.

If my father could not abide Christianity, he had no objections to individual Christians.

For van Fraassen, when a theory passes a lot of tests and becomes well established, the right attitude to have toward the theory is to accept it, in a special sense. To accept a theory is to (z) believe (provisionally) that the theory is empirically adequate, and to (z) use the concepts the theory provides when thinking about further problems and when trying to extend and refine the theory.

When I reach the head of the line, I hand my passport to the black official and greet him in Shona, Zimbabwe's main vernacular. He ripens in smile and demands, "Why don't you stay here? We need people like you." By "people like you," he means white Zimbabweans.

People do not reconsider," Langer observes, "what they mindlessly accepted as true."14

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My sister is not an ugly woman. I don't know if there's a better person around.

You're shrinking Gilbert, you're shrinking! Shrinking, shrinking, shrinking!

I can go at any time now. -Arnie tells Becky

He's long used to his parents' disapproval—of grades, career choices, girlfriends. What's new is that now they're dealing with his disapproval. He'd always thought them good parents—loving, stable, involved—and still does. It's their anxiety, their defensiveness, their guilt, after all these years, that shakes him. Will that be us? he asks his wife, but they both know the answer already.

Talk is cheap and easy; making dreams real takes hard, humble work. Dreams in the Midwest are acceptable, just keep them to yourself. Maybe tell your family, but don't just talk—do something about it.