Quotes About Acceptance

Life's pleasures were so simple, really. It was all a matter of appreciating what you had - and knowing that things could always be worse.

Feeling are like three-year-olds. They're not rational. They're just there.

I came across Piper deep in conversation with Jet one afternoon and when I asked her what they were talking about she shrugged and said Dog Things. Sometimes the loneliness of being the odd man out in these conversation got to me but most of the time I just ignored it. I like old movies. She talks to dogs.

She accepted the permission bestowed by passion to live entirely in the present.

A vihar elÅ'tti csend pont jó kifejezésnek t?nt arra, ahogy akkor és ott beugrott: akármilyen boldog voltam is abban a percben, de az addigi életem hozzászoktatott, hogy a dolgok nem úgy alakulnak, mint a szabványos hollywoodi könnyvfakasztóban. A vak lányt nem az év Oscar-várományosa játssza, a nyomorék fiú nem kezd csodálatos módon járni, és nem vigyorogva megy haza a tömeg.

I should have liked this particular story to end with me settled happily ever after in the hut on the island, but it didn't happen. It wasn't long before I had to face the fact that I was living in the sea.

You don't always get a chance to choose the kind of news you get.

closure, that impossible thing that no one had ever experienced in life, because there always seemed to be a little aperture, a slit of light.

It seemed that everywhere you went, people quickly adapted to the way they had to live, and called it Life.

To be anorexic...she thought, amounted to wanting to shed yourself of some of the imperfect mosaic of pieces that made you who you were. She could understand that now for, maybe underneath that desquamated self you would locate a new version.

Everyone simply had to wait patiently in order to lose the people they loved one by one, all the while acting as if they weren't waiting for that at all.

The world is so enormous, but if you have places where they know what you like to drink, then all is well.

We had a good marriage," he said. "I just thought it would be so much longer." Then he shrugged, and coughed away a sob, this thin man in his sixties with the soft androgynous face that aging seemed to bring, as though all the hormones were finally mixed up in a big coed pot because it just didn't matter anymore.

But the loss of possibilities was always undeniably painful.

Part of the beauty of love was that you didn't need to explain it to anyone else. You could refuse to explain. With love, apparently you didn't necessarily feel the need to explain anything at all.

Sometimes you had to let go of your convictions, or at least loosen them far more than you ever thought you would.

Will your hearts always be aching? Is that what you are asking me?" Goodman shifted in discomfort. "Something like that," he said. "Yes," said the counselor in a suddenly plangent voice. "Always they will be aching. I wish I could tell you something else, but I wouldn't be telling the truth. My wise and gentle friends, this is the way it will be from now on." No one could say anything. "We are so, so fucked," Jules finally said,

Love transcended breath, eczema, fear of sex, and an imbalance in physical appearance. If love was real, then these bodily, human details could seem insignificant.

Does that scare you? Are you afraid that if I take away the mysterious part of you, I won't like you anymore?

I was born like this. I came out of the womb saying, 'I'm worried that something's wrong with me. There's this weird growth between my legs!

I think how easy it would be to go through life as a goat. You don't have any problems. You don't fall in love, so you don't get crushed by loss. You just have your simple, farm-animal life, which I envy now.

People rarely spoke of a breakup as tragic; instead, breakups were part of life. But when you and the other person broke up, you could look for them everywhere, and maybe you would physically find them, but even if they were the same person, they were not for you; they were not yours. The evaporation of love was like a kind of death.

But of course people were different, she remembered; they were allowed to be different.

I can't bear the idea of looking deeply. Because you inevitably turn up horrible things.