Quotes About Acceptance

Such is the case with unseasonable rain. It is supposed to be hot summer, yet it is a day like midwinter. What is there to do but to accept it? Following cycles does not mean that you can then expect things to occur with precision and regularity. The actual ways that circumstances develop will always remain beyond complete regimentation. Nature doesn't act according to human theories. Rather, our sciences are imperfect at analyzing nature.

It is best to realize the transitory nature of things and work with it. Understanding the world's ephemeral nature can be the biggest advantage of all.

Receive without complaint, Work with fate.

Atmink viena: likimo mes negalim ?veikti, bet galim jam nesipriešinti ir gauti iš to visa, kas ?manoma.

Niekados nesišaipyk iš žmogaus, kur? myli ir kuris dar labiau myli tave, ir niekados jam nepriekaištauk! Tikr? meil? patiri tik kart? per vis? inkarnacij?.

I'm in a town where twenty years ago a dyke couldn't buy a dildo but this hadn't ket some mighty queer fucking from going on.

Tinc ancorades a no sé quin port les barques del retorn, i m'avindria potser a desarborar-ne tots els pals a canvi de no res, perquè ara ja no em sedueix intensament cap ruta i em fa falta ben poc per sobreviure.

Truques insistentment a moltes portes però ja saps que no hi haurà resposta. Doncs bé, que cadascú recullo el seu cadàver i, si pot, miri de fer-se un enterrament digne, presentable.

El buit és un preu alt per sobreviure quan no voldries més que reposar i beure a petits glops la poca vida que et falta per viure. Consirós i lúcid et revoltes - contra què No pots fugir de tu mateix ni ho vols. Tota pregunta ha esdevingut inútil i ho seria també tota resposta.

If not, you'll just keep falling into holes until you can grasp the gift cosmos keeps on trying to give you.

Knowing there's a reason for what happens also saves us from being filled with blame.

You know, the sad thing of post-9/11, which was of course horrific, was that the city in which I felt completely at home for two decades, suddenly people like us - brown people - were looked at as the 'Others.'

the heaven to which Jesus points is the spaciousness within ourselves—one that makes room for those who threaten us, for those who are different, even for those who have betrayed us.

Julian of Norwich's message is as relevant now as it was in the Middle Ages: God loves us completely, exactly as we are. "Then he

I am told that only two groups carry very little negative baggage inside of Christianity: Franciscans and Quakers.

Then I realized that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before we ask someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing.

She never inquired, but she never recoiled, either. This is a quality that I look for in a person, not recoiling.

Finally, in a low whisper, he said, 'I think I might be a terrible person.' For a split second I believed him - I thought he was about to confess a crime, maybe a murder. Then I realized that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before asking someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing.

I really did not feel okay about any of this, and there was really nothing I could do about any of it.

What was the lifespan of these improbable loves? An hour. A week. A few months at best. The end was a natural thing, like the seasons, like getting older, fruit turning. That was the saddest part—there was no one to blame and no way to reverse

He was worried she would not let him love her with the stain. He had already decided long ago, twenty or thirty minutes ago, that the stain was fine. He had only seen it for a moment, but he was already used to it. It was good. It somehow allowed them to have more.

It was a new experience to walk across the city in tiny shorts and a half shirt… I often felt that I would be shot in the back with an arrow or gun, but this didn't happen. The world wasn't safer than I had thought; on the contrary, it was so dangerous that my practically naked self fit right in, like a car crash, it happened every day.

I would always be earthbound; he hadn't robbed me of my ability to fly or to live forever. I appreciated nuns now, not the conscripted kind, but modern women who chose it. If you were wise enough to know that this life would consist mostly of letting go of things you wanted, then why not get good at the letting go, rather than the trying to have?

Will you date me when I ask you out? it asked. Yes. Even if I'm ugly and you don't like my personality? Yes. No, you won't. I will! You're just saying that because you're in a hurry. Well, it won't be my fault if I miss the bus. Goodbye, sweetness. Bye! Where's my backpack? It's on the counter. Oh. Bye!