Quotes About Acceptance

Weird people love well.

Some of us are not meant to cowboy-up

I hung up, figuring that if this was the last three minutes of my life, I didn't want to spend them extraordinarily annoyed.

He said that it's like losing a part of yourself, but worse because we're left with who we are after, and sometimes we don't recognize that person.

I do not worry about dying and someday I will die - whereas you worry about dying and someday you will die

I don't like funerals, and a while ago I just stopped going to them. I think the ceremony is a form of denial, and when my wife died and my daughter, Cady, informed me that she was unaware of any instance where going to somebody's funeral ever brought them back, I just about gave it up.

There is no shame in it, becoming what your nature says you must be.

Maybe that's what happens when you invest so much of yourself in something: whether it is a person or a place, your soul is loath to leave it. I looked for Danny's outline on those hills and thought maybe his ghost or spirit was still here, looking over the place that had been his. Maybe you stayed until you realized it wasn't yours anymore and then you went on your way.

There is no need to worry. Because if something can be changed there is no need to worry and if something can't be changed there is no need to worry. Worrying is a useless waste of energy.

When Julia was twenty-nine, her hair was already bar-coded. Now, at sixty-two, it was a solid helmet of bright pewter, level with her lean, brown jawbone.

If the early Christian accounts of dramatic signs make these works seem foreign and foreboding to segments of modern Western academia,[85] they are nevertheless welcome in many of the dynamic churches of Africa, Latin America, and Asia, which believe that they share their experiences.

I wonder if I'll ever be without fear… Maybe it's not about being without it. Maybe it's about how well you walk with the weight.

I mean, I know people have always bin afraid of me. Kids specially, but old people too. Wary. They reckon I'm just half an animal with half a vote. That I'm no good. And I always used to think, why? They don't even know me. Nobody does. It never made sense. But then I realized, that's exactly why. That's all it is. It's so stupid, Charlie. But it means I don't hate them anymore.

To stop expecting other people to behave like we do is actually a two-step process: first we have to realize that we have this expectation, and second we have to start expecting the local people to simply be themselves. The first step, realizing we expect others to be like us, is in many ways the most difficult, for it requires that we somehow become aware of behavior that is completely subconscious.

Fitting in also poses another, related kind of identity problem: being accepted means they have to give up or at least hide some of the values and attitudes they acquired overseas, the qualities that now set them apart.

When there's that forgiveness present and compassion, it just helps you live so much easier.

Shame is always easier to handle if you have someone to share it with.

Something about being rejected at Church Camp felt so much more awful than being rejected at school.

Unhappiness does not come from the way things are, but from the difference between how things are and how we think they should be

Have no fear, in being Weak. Take no pride, in being Strong.

When my father died in my arms it had such a profound affect on me that at that very moment when my dad passed I realized that I needed to face my own fears.

Happiness comes in small peaces. Stop looking for it, before you'll get lost. Don't expect too much, or you'll make room for disappointment. Take life as it is and you'll enjoy it!

Nobody is ready for death. If you ask Joe Blow on the street, he aint gonna tell you he thinks he'll live forever. But when the end is near you'll realize you've been believing that all along. It's like getting caught with your pants down. That's why you gotta live, little one. Yeah stop and smell them roses.

It's impossible to hold on to anything really. Everything slips away in due time.