Quotes About Acceptance

May] understood people and she let them be whatever way they needed to be. She had faith in every single person she ever met, and this never failed her, for nobody ever disappointed May. Seems people knew she saw the very best of them, and they'd turn that side to her to give her a better look.

May was the best person I ever knew.... She understood people and she let them be whatever way they needed to be. She had faith in every single person she ever met, and this never failed her, for nobody ever disappointed May. Seems people knew she saw the very best of them, and they'd turn that side to her to give her a better look.

folks in town already thought she was a few bricks shy of a full load.             "I'm working on it."  Though she couldn't see him, Will's voice was as familiar to her as his face had ever been. He had a beautiful voice: low, with a hint of gravel in the throat. Hearing it now, without the comfort of his physical presence, brought a hollow ache to

Hiding under the bed doesn't make the worry stop.

I do not know how to hold all the beauty and sorrow of my life.

What ghosts I have I won't or can't give up. Impossible

He felt old and miserable, going through life trying to peddle a personality of which people would not even accept a free sample.

Leadership is particularly necessary to ensure ready acceptance of the unfamiliar and that which is contrary to tradition.

In our springtime there is no better, there is no worse. Blossoming branches burgeon as they must. Some are long, some are short. Stay upright. Stay with life.

Misfortune simply is. And when you wall it off, you do not have a clear conscience, because perhaps you are supposed to dedicate all your efforts and all your attention to it. And all you can say in your own defense is 'I want to live.

This I wanted and nothing more. In my old age like old Goethe to stand before the face of the earth, and recognize it and reconcile it with my work built up, a forest citadel on a river of changeable lights and brief shadows.

I was driven because I wanted to be like others. I was afraid of what was wild and indecent in me.

Kad nusinuodytum žiurknuodžiais, reikia prarasti bet koki? vilt? ir drauge visiškai pasiduoti savo mintims, tada jos užstoja vis? pasaul? ir žmogus ni?nieko neberegi, išskyrus savo likim?.

Had you been able to guess bits of my destiny, Perhaps you would bear your mediocrity with more ease.

Forget the suffering You caused others. Forget the suffering Others caused you. The waters run and run, Springs sparkle and are done, You walk the earth you are forgetting.

If you look close enough, you can see cracks in everything. And that's okay. Because when you really think about it, it's the cracks and gaps and chinks in things that let the light shine in.

It is no good casting out devils. They belong to us, we must accept them and be at peace with them.

no form of love is wrong, so long as it is love, and you yourself honour what you are doing. Love has an extraordinary variety of forms! And that is all there is in life, it seems to me. But I grant you, if you deny the variety of love you deny love altogether. If you try to specialize love into one set of accepted feelings, you wound the very soul of love. Love must be multi-form, else it is just tyranny, just death

Paranoids are people, too they have their own problems. It's easy to criticize, but if everybody hated you, you'd be paranoid too.

if we have these personal problems, we must live with them and see how time brings some kind of personal evolution rather than a solution.

For all the sirens, game-show buzzers, and drum-rolls of life, it is the nature of men to die quietly.

Barbara returned the pressure. "It's turned out all right after all," she said contentedly. "Things usually do, somehow. You worry and fuss and try to make things go the way you think they should, and then you find that the other way was best. I'm going to try not to worry about things anymore.

everybody had to find their own way of bearing things

It is a terrible thing to be angry with the dead.