Quotes About Acceptance

noc donosi ono sto hoce, i covjek ne moze nista da izmjeni. Moze samo da se osveti, i to je ljudsko, ako moze. Nije uvijek pametno, nije nikad pametno, ali i to biva.

But there could be no new beginning, nor would one be important. We are not aware when new beginnings arrive; we only discover them later when they have already engulfed us, when everything merely continues. Then we believe that everything could have been different, but it could not have, and so we rush into springtime, so as not to think about nonexistent beginnings or unpleasant continuations.

Sve ce proci. Ali, kakva je to utjeha? Proci ce i radost, proci ce i ljubav, proci ce i zivot. Zar je nada u tome da sve prodje?

We should kill our pasts with each passing day. Blot them out, so that they will not hurt. Each present day could thus be endured more easily, it would not be measured against what no longer exists. As things our, spectres mix with our lives so that there is neither pure memory nor pure life. They clash and try to strangle each other, continually.

We should kill our pasts with each passing day. Blot them out, so that they will not hurt. Each present day could thus be endured more easily, it would not be measured against what no longer exists. As things are, spectres mix with our lives so that there is neither pure memory nor pure life. They clash and try to strangle each other, continually

Nai?e jedan trenutak kad ?ovjek postane kona?no svjestan gubitka, kad više ne može da bude hrabar. Ili kad može da bude samo hrabar.

Dobar ?ovek vidi dobrotu u svakome, a loš vidi u svemu zlo. Nemoj svoj duševni mir narušavati tako što ?es razmišljati o nedostacima drugih. Ako te neko povredi, pre?i preko toga. I budi kao Ruža koja daje miris svima, a ne samo dobrima, ili Drvo koje daje hlad i onome koji želi da ga sase?e." ? Meša Selimovi?

We should kill our pasts with each passing day. Blot them out, so that they will not hurt. Each present day could thus be endured more easily, it would not be measured against what no longer exists. As things are, specters mix with our lives so that there is neither pure memory nor pure life. They clash and try to strangle each other, continually.

Ljudi ne vole zlo, pa ipak ga podnose. Kad bi zlo i surovost bili dovoljno pametni da znaju granicu do koje smiju da se name?u, da ne izazivaju ogor?enje, dugo bi trajali. Ružna je to misao, ali izgleda da je ta?na, ljudi se teško pokre?u dok mogu da žive podnošljivo, tek kad im postane suviše teško, kad po?nu da tonu, po?inju da misle i da se otimaju.

Chance decided my fate and the path my life took, and most often I was faced with a fait accompli, and fell into one of the possible currents; only a different chance could cast me into another. You could neither avoid it nor refuse it. It was yours, like the water you fell into. And you'd either sink or swim.

Bolje se držati nebeskih mera, nego obi?nih, ovdašnjih. Neuspjesi te ne uznemiruju, uvijek ra?unaš na beskrajno vrijeme, opravdanje je u razlozima izvan tebe. Li?ni gubitak postaje manje važan. I bol. I ?ovjek. I današnji dan. Sve se produžava na trajanje, bezli?no i ogromno, pospano tromo i sve?ano ravnodušno. Kao more: ne može da žali bezbrojne smrti što se u njemu neprestano dešavaju.

A izgledao sam miran. Na to se ?ovjek navikne.

A po?etka više nema, niti je važan, niti znamo kad bude, poslije ga odre?ujemo, kad smo u virovima, kad sve samo nastavlja, i onda mislimo da je sve moglo biti nekako druga?ije, a nije, i name?emo se prolje?u, da ne mislimo na nepostoje?i po?etak, ni na ružno nastavljanje. Uzalud hodam sokacima, trošim vrijeme što se ne da potrošiti.

Uvijek ima vremena za ono sto je neprijatno.

Ima stvari koje se moraju u?initi, ali je još više stvari sa kojima se moramo pomiriti.

Unrequited love is all right in books and things, but in real life, it completely sucks

You're not a one hundred dollar bill, not everyone is going to like you.

I'm sorry, Heather, but everything was not just fine before I got here. You know how I know that? Because you're dead. Okay? You are dead. Dead people don't have lockers, or best friends, or boyfriends. You know why? Because they're dead.-Suze Simon

Just because someone isn't at their best doesn't mean you write them off forever" -Pen

That's what friends do–they remind you of who you are underneath all the stuff people believe about you, all the stuff you believe about yourself.

Sometimes the biggest heartbreak of all is letting go of the time before you knew things could ever be broken.

Now let's try to understand that falling into sexual and emotional thrall with an underage blood relative hadn't exactly been on my list of Things to Do while visiting England,but I was coming around to the belief that whether you liked it or not, Things Happen and once they start happening you pretty much just have to hold on for dear life and see where they drop you when they stop.

I was coming around to the belief that whether you liked it or not, Things Happen and once they start happening you pretty much just have to hold on for dear life and see where they drop you when they stop

it was love, of course, though I didn't know it then and Finn was both its subject and object. He accepted love instinctively, without responsibility or conditions, like a wild thing glimpsed through trees.