Quotes About Acceptance

Streite mit allem, was du willst, aber nicht mit deiner eigenen Natur

Write some letters." "Don't want to." "Bake a cake to give that boy a slice of." "He might come while I'm still making it, and then we'd have to make conversation for an hour and a half till it was ready. Anyway, we've got some biscuits." "Well, I give up," he said.

Does the tree say to the sparrow "Get out, you don't belong here?" Does the tree say to the hungry man "This fruit is not for you?" Does the tree test the loyalty of the beasts before it allows them into the shade?

wish Ã¢â'¬Â¦Ã¢â'¬Â she said, and stopped. There was nothing that could be gained by wishing for it.

There's been terrible things we seen, en't there? And more a-coming, more'n likely. So I think I'd rather not know what's in the future. I'll stick to the present.' 'Yeah,' said Lyra wearily. 'There's times I feel like that too.

We are all subject to the fates. But we must all act as if were are not, said the witch, or die of despair.

as if he would love all things if only his nature could let him forget their defects.

Well, then, you're discontented, en't you? There's plenty of folk as'd like to have a lion as a dæmon and they end up with a poodle. And till they learn to be satisfied with what they are, they're going to be fretful about it. Waste of feeling, that is.

We are all subject to the fates. But we must all act as if we are not," said the witch, "or die of despair

Just sort of relax your mind and say yes, it does hurt, I know.

Just sort of relax your mind and say yes, it does hurt, I know. Don't try and shut it out.

When he rescued me, he was young and strong and full of pride and beauty. I loved him at once. I would have changed my nature, I would have forsaken the star-tingle and the music of the Aurora; I would never have flown again—I would have given all that up in a moment, without a thought, to be a gyptian boat wife and cook for him and share his bed and bear his children. But you cannot change what you are, only what you do. I am a witch. He is a human.

but there are fates that even the most powerful have to submit to. There is nothing I can do to help you change the way things are.

She felt so alone. She felt as if her life had gone into a kind of hibernation, as if part of her were asleep and maybe dreaming the rest. She let herself be passive; she accepted whatever happened.

when a witch offers you her love, you should take it. If you don't, it's your own fault when bad things happen to you. It's like having to make a choice: a blessing or a curse. The one thing can't do is choose neither.

We are all subject to the fates. But we must all act as if we are not, or die of despair.

I wish..." she said, and stopped. There was nothing that could be gained by wishing for it. A final deep shaky breath, and she was ready to go on.

When we are born we are magical and loving and full of wonder. But darkness and ignorance surround us at every corner. Until the day someone calls us a monster or a devil and we believe them.

There's no remaking reality... Just take it as it comes. Hold your ground and take it as it comes. There's no other way.

The fact remains that getting people right is not what living is all about anyway. It's getting them wrong that is living, getting them wrong and wrong and wrong and then, on careful reconsideration, getting them wrong again. That's how we know we're alive: we're wrong. Maybe the best thing would be to forget about being right or wrong about people and just go along for the ride. But if you can do that—well, lucky you.

Never in his life had occasion to ask himself, Why are things the way they are? Why should he bother, when the way they were was always perfect? Why are things the way they are? The question to which there is no answer, and up till then he was so blessed he didn't even know the question existed.

His mother had died at eighty, his father at ninety. Aloud he said to them, I'm seventy-one. Your boy is seventy-one. Good. You lived, his mother replied, and his father said, Look back and atone for what you can atone for, and make the best of what you have left.

Why can't Jews with their Jewish problems be human beings with their human problems?

He had learned the worst lesson that life can teach-that it makes no sense. And when that happens the happiness is never spontaneous again.