Quotes About Acceptance

I realized that this was my life, and there was nothing I could do about it. I couldn't fight the tide, so I decided to float along.

I am trying not to think of what will happen next. I am trying not to think of endings.

The feeling that the world is full of people who think different is synonymous with wrong.

LYNDA: Don't get trapped into thinking people are halves instead of wholes. TINY: People are halves? LYNDA: They're not trying to sell you on it yet, but believe me, they will. The idea that two is the ideal, and that one is only good as half of two. You are not a half, and you should never treat someone else like a half. Agreed? TINY: Agreed!

We spend most of the day together at school, but not in a way that limits our interactions with other people. If anything, we incorporate our friends into what we have between us. We exist as individuals. We exist as a pair. We exist as parts of trios, quartets, and so on. And it all feels right.

I say good-bye to hope, but I also say goodbye to hope's disappointment.

I couldn't fight the tide, so I decided to float along.

shouldn't letting go be painless if you've never lesrned how to hold on?

I don't know how this works. Or why. I stopped trying to figure it out a long time ago. I'm never going to figure it out, any more than a normal person figure out his or her own existence. After a while, you have to be at peace with the fact that you simply are. There is no way to know why. You can have theories, but there will never be proof.

Maybe I'm better like this. Maybe I could live my life in my own world, and then simply leave it when it's time to go.

I look for that confirmation that if I didn't have you, I'd still be a person someone would want.

I am starting to realize what this means, and how sad it would be. I am already feeling some of the sadness now, and it isn't even happening.

I had yet to learn that when it came to gender, I was both and neither.

i know if i told her about liking guys, she'd probably stop wanting to date me, which would be a huge plus. but i also know i'd immediately become her gay pet, and that's the last kind of leash i want. and it's not like i'm really that gay. i fucking hate madonna.

There are two approaches to going to a party. One approach is to try to make yourself into someone you're not. The other approach is the one I'm trying to use: instead of trying to be someone you're not, you can simply try to emphasize who you really are.

I want to love. I want to love indiscriminately - people, places, and things. But not just those. I want to love verbs. Adjectives. I want to love beyond category. Because, in my heart, I know that's what I was born to do. And life? Life is just the time I have to figure out how to do it well.

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 nut hadn't known how to find.

After a while, you have to be at peace with the fact that you simply are. There is no way to know why. You can have theories, but there will never be proof.

We come to a corner where there are a few people protesting the festivities. I don't understand this at all. It's like protesting the fact that some people are red-haired. In my experience, desire is desire, love is love.

It's hard being in the body of someone you don't like, because you still have to respect it.

i nod to the other will grayson, up onstage. he nods to me. we have something between us, him and me. but the truth? everybody has it. that's our curse and our blessing. that's our trial and our error and our it. the applause continues. i look up at tiny cooper. he may be heavy, but right now he floats.

And I'll admit—I thought it might be best if we kept it all to the page, passed that notebook back and forth until we were ninety. But clearly that wasn't meant to be. And who am I to blow against the wind?

we are holiday-only lapsed Catholics who support homosexuality and a woman's right to choose.

So many of us had to leave. But every single one of us wishes we hadn't had to. Every single one of us wishes our family had acted like our family, that even when we found a new family, we hadn't had to leave the other one behind. Every single one of us would have loved to have been loved unconditionally by our parents. Don't make him leave you, we want to tell Mrs. Kim. He doesn't want to leave you.