Quotes About Acceptance

The only way not to be miserable is to choose not to be, accept who you are and just live the best out of the life you are given.

A friend is one who knows who you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still gently allows you to grow.

Be confident, too many days are wasted comparing ourselves to others and wishing to be something we aren't. Everybody has their own strengths and weaknesses, and it is only when you accept everything that you are, and aren't, that you will truly succeed!'

Those mistakes have made you into the person that you are today. Never regret them.

Changing your looks and lifestyle to please someone is a waste of time because if they really love you - they will accept you for you.

True love means you love a person for what they are, not for what you think they should be

Don't ever let a soul in the world tell you, you can't be exactly who you are.

When you spend too much time concentrating on everyone else's perception of you, or who everyone else wants you to be, you eventually forget who you really are. So don't fear the judgments of others; you know in your heart who you are and whats true to you.

Para tornar a realidade suportável, todos temos de cultivar em nós certas pequenas loucuras.

Siamo tutti costretti, per renderci sopportabile la realtà, a coltivare dentro di noi qualche piccola follia.

The question isn't, as for Hamlet, to be or not to be, but to be one of them or not to be one of them. You're one, my uncle Charlus is one. What d'you expect? I've never liked all that, it's not my fault.

She would never think of shutting a door and, on the other hand, would no more hesitate to enter a room if the door stood open than would a dog or a cat.

The constant vision of this imaginary happiness helped me to bear the ruining of my real happiness. With a woman who does not love us, as with someone who has died, the knowledge that there is nothing left to hope for does not prevent us from going on waiting.

I did not believe what he was saying, but I bore him no ill-will for that, for I had inherited from my mother and grandmother their incapacity for resentment even of far worse offenders, and their habit of never condemning anyone

The contempt which my father had for my kind of intelligence was so far tempered by his natural affection for me that, in practice, his attitude towards anything that I might do was one of blind indulgence.

one can grow so well accustomed as to smile at them, to take the tormentor's side with a. happy determination which deludes one into the belief that it is not, really, tormenting;

But life, gradually revealing to me the permanence of our needs, had taught me that if a person is unobtainable we have to settle for someone else, and I felt that what I had asked of Albertine could have been supplied by another, like Mlle de Stermaria.

We had better stop seeing each other, life is forcing us apart." No doubt when I was writing those words to Gilberte, I was saying to myself that when I next loved, not her but some other person, the excess of my love would diminish the love that that person might otherwise feel for me, as if between two people there were inevitably a fixed amount of love, so that where one loved more the other must love less, and from that other, as from Gilberte, I should be forced one day to separate.

M. Verdurin replied in a hasty tone and with an embittered groan, not of grief but of irritated impatience: "Why yes, of course, but what's to be done about it, it's no use crying over spilt milk, talking about him won't bring him back to life, will it?

For the fact is that there is no humiliation so great that one should not accept it with unconcern, knowing that at the end of a few years our misdeeds will be no more than an invisible dust buried beneath the smiling and blooming peace of nature.

The things one tries hardest to avoid are what one finds one cannot escape,

Curaram-no. Mas logo que deixou de ser louco, tornou-se idiota. Há males de que não se deve buscar a cura porque só eles nos protegem contra males mais graves.

Doubtless my books, like my fleshly being, would, some day, die. But one must resign oneself to death. One accepts the thought that one will die in ten years and one's books in a hundred. Eternal duration is no more promised to works than to men.

En revanche, je crois bien qu'à mon agonie, quand tous mes autres " moi " seront morts, s'il vient à briller un rayon de soleil tandis que je pousserai mes derniers soupirs, le petit personnage barométrique se sentira bien aise, et ôtera son capuchon pour chanter: "ah! Enfin, il fait beau.