Quotes About Acceptance

What haunted people even, perhaps especially, on their deathbed? What chased them, tortured them and brought some of them to their knees? And [he] thought he had the answer. Regret. Regret for things said, things done, and things not done. Regret for the people they might have been. And failed to be.

Better to accept the wretched truth than struggle, twisting to make a wish a reality.

To be silent. In hopes of not offending, in hopes of being accepted. But what happened to people who never spoke, never raised their voices? Kept everything inside? Gamache knew what happened. Everything they swallowed, every word, thought, feeling rattled around inside, hollowing the person out. And into that chasm they stuffed their words, their rage.

In my teens my drug of choice was acceptance, in my twenties it was approval, in my thirties it was love, in my forties it was Scotch. That lasted a while,' she admitted. 'Now all I really crave is a good bowel movement.

Life is loss. But out of that, as the book stresses, comes freedom. If we can accept that nothing is permanent, and change is inevitable, if we can adapt, then we're going to be happier people.

Most of us are great with change, as long it was our idea. But change imposed from the outside can send some people into a tailspin. - Myrna Landers

Most of us are great with change, as long as it was our idea.

Life can be cruel, as you know. But it can also be kind. Filled with wonders. You need to remember that. You have your own choice to make, Armand. What're you going to focus on? What's unfair, or all the wonderful things that happen? Both are true, both are real. Both need to be accepted. But which carries more weight with you?" Stephen tapped the boy's chest. "The terrible or the wonderful? The goodness or the cruelty? Your life will be decided by that choice.

She taught me that life goes on, and that I had a choice. To lament what I no longer had or be grateful for what remained.

We see it when bullies are in charge. It becomes part of the culture of an institution, a family, an ethnic group, a country. It becomes not just acceptable, but expected. Applauded even.

Non. He said, 'Be very, very careful who you let into your life. And learn to make peace with whatever happens. You can't erase the past. It's trapped in there with you. But you can make peace with it. If you don't,' he said, 'you'll be at perpetual war.

People wandered in for books and conversation. They brought their stories to her, some bound, and some known by heart. She recognized some of the stories as real, and some as fiction. But she honored them all, though she didn't buy every one.

The reason "belonging" was so potent, so attractive, so much a part of the human yearning, was that it also meant safety, and loyalty. If you were "one of us" you were protected.

It was one thing to forgive, it was another to climb back into the cage with that bear, even if it was wearing a tutu and smiling.

Clara didn't carry a grudge. They were too heavy and she had too far to go.

Sometimes life goes in a direction not of our choosing," said the minister, softly. "That's why we need to adapt. It's never too late to change direction.

All will be as it should, if we just do our best.

Are you enjoying your suffering? You must be, to hold on to it so tightly.

Ring the bells that still can ring, Forget your perfect offering, There's a crack in everything, That's how the light gets in.' 'What an extraordinary poem. Ruth Zardo?' 'Leonard Cohen. Clara used it in her piece. She wrote it on the wall behind the three of you, like graffiti.

It was no use telling her he understood. Or that it was all right. She'd earned the right to no easy answer.

You're lying on your deathbed. You have one hour to live. Who is it, exactly, you have needed all these years to forgive?

This was the great benefit of seeing worse. Fewer things worried him now.

There was nothing like the pain of the present to cure the pain of the past.

You're catastrophizing, allowing fear into the driver's seat. You're reacting to things that haven't happened and behaving as though they have, or are inevitable. Focus on what is actually happening, here and now." "Surrender to reality," he said with a small grin and, grabbing a tissue, he rubbed his eyes. It was one of Hardye Moel's favorite sayings. "Yes. Stop fighting battles that don't exist. Focus on what does.