Quotes About Acceptance

It's Miranda who speaks up. You're gay, she says, with complete seriousness. And I love you.

Then again. Maybe the simple diagnosis of either hetero or homo is misleading. Maybe there's just sexuality, and it's bendable and unpredictable.

He's a fuckup, but he's my fuckup," and I thought, Oh, shit, I really shouldn't be relating to this, but I am, and so what? That has to be what love is—seeing what a mess he is and loving him anyway, because you know you're a mess, too, maybe even worse.

Even though you're not my type, gender wise, you're certainly my type, person-wise.

It daunted me that you were so beautiful, that you were so at ease in social situations, as if every room was heliotropic, with you at the center. And I guess it daunted you that I had so many more friends than you, that I could put my words together like this, on paper, and could sometimes conjure a certain sense out of things. The key is to never recognize these imbalances. To not let the dauntingness daunt us.

don't touch me i said because i can't handle someone being good to me.

The only way to survive is to let some of them go.

My mind was getting away from reality again, and I reluctantly drew it back in. There is no getting away from reality.

Whatever you had -- I don't know what it was, and that's fine. But it must not be easy for you. You miss him, and that's okay. But you have to figure that if it's too much hard to hang on, then maybe you should let go.

But none of that really mattered. I had found my tribe. It felt like a family reunion for the family I'd never really known, a homecoming at the place where I was always meant to be but hadn't known how to find.

He plants himself right there in front of Craig's mother and says, "You need to love him. I don't care who you thought he was, or who you want him to be, you need to love him exactly as he is because your son is a remarkable human being. You have to understand that." And Craig's mother whispers back, "I know. I know.

Now I just want it to end. I've always wanted the happy ending, but now I'll just settle for the ending.

You didn't move your arm. You let me rest there. You didn't pull away. You pulled closer. You were so good to me. You knew and pretended you didn't. "Let's always love each other, and never be in love with each other." And I agreed.

I have to keep reminding myself -- this is not me . It is chemistry. It is biology. It is not who I am.

All you really need to do is let the comic book geeks know and the rest of the world will follow.

By the time I got there, you'd already decided. And I quickly decided to let you decide. You were already seeing the rooms as ours, and that was enough for me.

Some of our parents were always on our side. Some of our parents chose to banish us rather than see us for who we were. And some of our parents, when they found out we were sick, stopped being dragons and became dragonslayers instead. Sometimes that's what it takes—the final battle. But it should take much, much less than that.

And Avery looks up at just that moment and sees the blue-haired boy glancing his way. Some of us applaud. Others look away, because it hurts too much.

What's gone is gone.

I wanted love to conquer all. But love can't conquer anything.

Whatever everyone else was not, I was willing to be.

Love means never having to lose your limbs.

If I woke up in a different body every day--if you never knew what I was going to look like tomorrow--would you still love me?

When the rain falls you just let it fall and you grin like a madman and you dance with it, because if you can make yourself happy in the rain then you're doing pretty alright in life.