Quotes About Acceptance

The key to me recovering from drug addiction was figuring out why I was so upset and why I hated myself so much. I realised it was all to do with the way I was viewed by other people.

There's no question that O.J. Simpson had been a substitute white man in America. He had gained honorary white status. He was not viewed by many white Americans as black. He was not seen as the African American athlete who was rebellious: Jim Brown, Muhammad Ali, Hank Aaron... He was accepted in golf clubs that were very tony.

Love forgives all things. You don't even need to ask.

Catherine went still. Her eyes closed against a sudden wet sting. 'Did you accept her proposal?' Leo nuzzled tenderly into the hollow beneath her ear. 'Of course not, pea-goose.

Those aren't my favorite," Helen admitted. "But I hope to love them someday. Sometimes one must love something before it becomes lovable.

Hello?" "How's it going?" Dane asked. I relaxed at the familiar voice. "I'm having a fling with a younger man," I told him. "He's kind of short for me, and there's a little incontinence problem . . . but we're working to get beyond all that.

We all have regrets,' Leo said, taking a sip of brandy, letting the velvet fire slide down his throat. 'It's why I cling to my bad habits. One doesn't have to start regretting something unless one stops doing it.

One should make the best choice possible given the circumstances, and then avoid second-guessing for the sake of one's own sanity.

Have you ever courted anyone, Cousin West?" Pandora asked. "Only if I was certain the lady was too intelligent ever to accept me.

Do you think a commoner should dare to dress like a blue blood?" Rhys asked as Quincy pulled the hem of the robe over his legs. "I believe every man ought to dress as well as he is able." Rhys's eyes narrowed. "Do you think it's right for people to judge a man for what he wears?" "It is not for me to decide whether it is right, sir. The fact is, they do.

I don't know if I'm ready,' Poppy protested. 'Why must I do it so soon? There's no time limit for forgiveness, is there?' 'Sometimes there is.

Oh, God," Annabelle said feelingly, and turned her face against Hunt's shoulder, as if closing her eyes would make them all disappear. Her ear tingled as Hunt bent to murmur to her, his voice threaded with amusement. "Checkmate.

No sugarcoating would be necessary," Matthew interrupted calmly. "Daisy…that is, Miss Bowman, is entirely—" Beautiful. Desirable. Bewitching. "—acceptable. Marrying a woman like Miss Bowman would be a reward in itself.

You're still our sister," Pandora said. "It doesn't matter to me whether you were sired by our old terrible father, or your new terrible father." "I didn't need the extra one," Helen said glumly.

West's haunted gaze returned to Phoebe's figure in the portrait. "I don't deserve her," he mumbled, without intending to. "Of course you don't. Neither do I deserve my wife. It's an unfair fact of life that the worst men end up with the best women.

You'll always be Lachlan MacRae's son. But you're mine too." A pause, and then he added hoarsely, "You can be mine too." "Aye," Keir whispered, while an unexpected sense of peace stole over him.

He couldn't change the fact of what he was, nor would he be able to shield Amelia from all the arrows that would be aimed at the wife of a gypsy. But he would be damned if he would let her make her way through a merciless world without him.

I love you. I don't give a damn if your father is the devil himself. I'd let you stab a knife in my heart if it pleased you, and I'd lie there loving you until my last breath."-Rhys Winterborne's to Helen Ravenel

Rijetko kad mi se ljudi ne dopadaju zbog osobina koje ne mogu promijeniti. Obi?no daju dovoljno povoda da ih ne zavolim iz posve druk?ijih razloga.

With Lillian, ironically, the Bowmans had reached their highest pinnacle in having married her to Marcus, Lord Westcliff. No one could have believed that the reserved and powerful earl would have wed a headstrong girl like Lillian. But Westcliff had seen beneath Lillian's brash façade to the vulnerability and fiercely loving heart she tried so hard to concede.

You don't have to be anything other than what you are. Can't I love you the same way? I know who you are. I think we know each other better than we know ourselves" -Evie, lady St. Vincent-

Huge with child, and lumbering about dressed in black - I'll look like one of those hopper-barges loaded with refuse and sent out to sea." "You're too small to be a barge," Cassandra said. "You'll be a tugboat.

What if no one will have us here either?" "Then we'll become a pair of wicked old spinsters, romping back and forth across Europe.

Aline," he whispered, mercilessly divesting himself of all pride, "I'm afraid of what I'll become if you won't have me.