Quotes About Acceptance

Imperfection is in some sort essential to all that we know in life.

For, truly, the man who does not know when to die, does not know how to live.

The greatest minds are marked by nothing more distinctly than an inconceivable humility, and acceptance of work or instruction in any form and from any quarter. They will learn from everybody, and do anything that anybody asks of them so long as it involves only toil, or what other men might think degradation.

I could live here," Del said. "No, you couldn't. You'd turn into a coot and hang out at the general store, with your fly down," Lucas said. "You'd be known for goosing middle-aged women. You'd be the town embarrassment.

They didn't talk for a while. Johnson popped the top on the second beer, took a long swig, then tossed the nearly full can over his shoulder and down the hill. "Good-bye, old friend," he said. "I'll believe it a year from now," Virgil said. Johnson: "Say, this whole stop-drinking thing . . . it doesn't include margaritas, does it?" —

Hey, people get killed from time to time, that's just the way of the world, let's not bust a budget about it . . .

Death had a strange effect on the left-behind people. Some found peace and a new life; some clutched the death to their breasts.

Hold my hand." "What?" "C'mon, hold my hand. He's a 'phobe. Lean your head a little sideways into me, look me in the eyes, and we walk toward the front of the store, taking our time . . ." Lucas said, "Ah, shit," and took Virgil's hand. One of the FBI agents said, watching them, "Oh my God.

Virgil thanked him, and as he was leaving, said, "I wouldn't necessarily recommend you invite a cop inside, when you've been smoking dope." "It's medicinal," Gates said. "Besides, does anybody really care anymore?

I'm continually confronted with the human tendency to ignore or deny facts until the last possible instant. And then for several days after that, too." Attavio

Don't discount that part of who he was just because you didn't know it. None of us are all of who we are to any one person.

As far as Kiva could tell, whenever selfish humans encountered a wrenching, life-altering crisis, they embarked on a journey of five distinct stages: Denial. Denial. Denial. Fucking Denial. Oh shit everything is terrible grab what you can and run.

I'm a monster. You're a monster. We're all fucking inhuman monsters, and we don't see a damned thing wrong with it.

I didn't mind getting old when I was young, either," I said. "It's the being old now that's getting to me.

Virtue signaling' is a phrase the dim and bigoted use when they want to discount other people expressing the idea that it would be nice if we could all be essentially and fundamentally decent to each other.

We don't get to choose our battles.

I'm not sure I like their plan for converting us to their religion, seeing as it involves dying and all.

The Fflict recognized five genders: male, female, zhial, yal, and neuter. Aul was zhial, and ze liked zis pronouns accurately stated. I would too, in zis position.

What if I told you that that which makes you fundamentally human is something that you share with another people, a people so different from you that they might appear strange or frightening at first glance. A people who might terrify you from appearance alone. Could you make the jump, and understand that inside, they are not so different at all?

Dreher laments we now live in a "post-Christian" America, but he's wrong. The Americans who are standing with their loved ones and neighbors are in fact doing exactly what Jesus asked them to do, when he said that we should love each other as we love ourselves. It's possible, however, that we live in a post-accepting-bigotry-cloaking-itself-in-the-raiments-of-Christ America. And, you know. I can live in that America just fine.

I'm continually confronted with the human tendency to ignore or deny facts until the last possible instant. And then for several days after that, too.

Remember that the plant wants to eat you," the groundskeeper said. "It's not going to let you get away. Don't fight it. Let yourself be eaten." "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm finding your advice to be less than one hundred percent helpful

What is it like when you lose someone you love?" Jane asked. "You die, too," I said. "And you wait around for your body to catch up." "Is that what you're doing now?" Jane said. "Waiting for your body to catch up, I mean." "No, not anymore," I said. "You eventually get to live again. You just live a different life, is all.

Just accept you're drinking from the fire hose and open wide.