Quotes About Acceptance

How do you know she's the one for you? ...and did you ever notice how, when she's nervous,she sings? Off-key? You like that? Well, that's the thing. I think her flaws make me love her even more. She's not perfect, but she's perfect to me.

If you want to understand something, you first need to accept the fact of your own ignorance.

Not everything that is faced can be changed. But nothing can be changed until it is faced. —JAMES BALDWIN

When you do not understand the language being spoken, you have two options. You can struggle against the isolation, or you can give yourself up to it.

Is it better not knowing the ugly truth, and pretending it doesn't exist? Or is it better to confront it, even though the knowledge may be a weight you carry around forever?

Reality is frigid; I have to dip one toe at a time and grow accustomed to the shock before wading in further.

You know, Michael, I used to sit around looking for a way to make sense of what happened, like there was some kind of answer I could find if I just looked hard enough. Then one day I realized that if there had been one, Dave would still be here. And I wondered if this...this feeling that I couldn't figure it all out...was what Dave had been feeling, too.

I used to pretend that I was just passing through this family on my way to my real one.

but I used to think, Josef says quietly, that there are some weeds that are just as beautiful as flowers. (pg 134)

Sometimes, all you can do is watch things burn, and wait for the ash to settle.

But sometimes the key to happiness is just expecting a little bit less. That way, you'll never be disappointed.

In the real world, you can't just turn a page and feel better.

Death is the guest you didn't invite: arriving when you least expect it, least need it and when you least want it.

There are all sorts of losses people suffer- from the small to the large. You can lose your car keys, your glasses, your virginity. You can lose your head, you can lose your heart, you can lose your mind. You can relinquish your home to move into assisted living, or have a child move overseas, or see a spouse vanish into dementia. Loss is more than just death, and grief is the gray shape-shifter of emotion.

But sometimes the key to happiness is just expecting a little bit less.

Josie said] I just ... I don't like the way you treat kids who aren't like us, all right? Just because you don't want to hang out with losers doesn't mean you have to torture them, does it? Yeah, it does, Matt said. Because if there isn't a them, there can't be an us. His eyes narrowed. You should know that better than anyone.

I know what loose ends can do to a soul. The sooner she knows the truth, whatever it is, the sooner she can get on with her future.

I used to stand in front of the mirror in the bathroom to see what they were staring at. I wanted to know what made their heads turn, what it was about me that was so incredibly different. At first I couldn't tell. I mean, I was just me. Then one day, when I looked in the mirror, I understood. I looked into my own eyes and I hated myself, maybe as much as all of them did. That was the day I started to believe they might be right.

Sometimes the key to happiness is just expecting a little bit less. That way, you'll never be dissappointed.

Until then she hadn't considered that there was a trade off, that she might not fit anymore in places where she'd been comfortable.

transgender?" "I like to think about it in terms of handedness," Dr. Powers explains. "If I asked you to sign your name with your nondominant hand, it would feel weird. If I asked you to describe it to me, you'd probably say things like the pen doesn't fit comfortably in my hand; or it's awkward; or I have to try hard to make legible something that I can do with my other hand effortlessly. It feels forced.

Don't say it. Don't say nobody's going to stare at me, because they will. Don't tell me it doesn't matter because it does. And don't tell me I look fine because that's a lie. I'm a freak, Mom. Look at me.

You couldn't fight the injustice of fate; you could only suffer it and hope that one day it might be different.

so familiar that you slide back to the place where you fit.